The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 686:

What did the horse do to deserve this?

Jules lit a cigarette, his expression unreadable. When he finally spoke, his voice was calm, almost indifferent.

“Choose. Your life or the horse.”

His gaze was lowered, his features unreadable, but the shift in his aura was unmistakable.

The easygoing nonchalance had disappeared, replaced by something darker, something dangerous.

Paul swallowed, the weight of the choice settling over him. His answer came swiftly.

“It’s just a horse. How could it possibly be more important than her safety?”

Turning to a staff member, Paul gave a firm signal.

gun from

around it made its skin crawl. It clearly resented the presence of strangers, its ears flicking back in irritation whenever an unfamiliar hand reached too

caught a whiff of Corrine’s scent, it let out an agitated snort, stamping its hooves against the ground, its muscles

to give the animal any leeway—not with the way it was acting. One wrong

another horse?” he suggested cautiously, his gaze sweeping over Corrine. She looked elegant—too refined for a creature like this.

𝗣𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗰𝗲 ➝ g⸽a⸽l⸽n⸽o⸽v⸽e⸽l⸽s⸽.⸽c⸽o⸽m

is the hardest to tame. It’s wild, temperamental. Just yesterday, the trainer let

she had been a man, he might have held his tongue. But Corrine, with her delicate frame and composed demeanor, made him uneasy. If she fell, it wouldn’t just be a nasty tumble—it could ruin

to me,” she

member hesitated, then reluctantly handed over

gently over the horse’s forehead. Instead of forcing her presence on it, she

though the steady huff

A memory surfaced—Jacob’s old words drifting back like a

can you ride