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.

get the gun from my

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

moment it caught a whiff of Corrine’s scent, it let out an agitated snort, stamping its hooves against the ground, its muscles bunching as though ready to

beside Corrine gripped the reins tighter, his knuckles whitening. He wasn’t about to give the animal any

over Corrine. She looked elegant—too

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this one is the hardest to tame. It’s wild, temperamental. Just yesterday, the trainer let his guard down for a

and composed demeanor,

to me,”

member hesitated, then reluctantly handed

gliding her fingers gently over the horse’s forehead. Instead of forcing her presence on

The stamping stopped, though the steady huff of its nostrils betrayed its

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

wild horse can you ride with its wild