The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 688:

“How about I give you a half-lap head start?” Aimee suggested, her voice smooth, almost generous.

“Wouldn’t want anyone thinking I’m bullying you.”

It sounded like an act of kindness, but beneath the surface, it was a calculated move—both a quiet display of her own riding skills and a subtle insult. A win under such conditions would make Corrine’s victory meaningless, an empty accomplishment at best.

For the first time, a flicker of emotion passed through Corrine’s otherwise impassive face. She lifted her head.

“If this is a competition, then fairness should come first. I appreciate your generosity, Miss Thompson, but I’ll have to decline.”

With that, she gave her horse a light squeeze with her legs and guided it into a steady trot toward the starting line.

Aimee squinted as she watched Corrine’s retreating figure. A cold scoff escaped her lips.

yourself. But don’t come crying later—you’ll regret

Akhal-Teke horse, famed for its unmatched speed and endurance—was what Paul cared about most. But at this point, there was

with enthusiasm,

be the referee. Are you both

gave a small

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of disdain flashing in her eyes before

“Let’s begin.”

before lifting the whistle

their horses forward. The beasts surged ahead, hooves pounding against the dirt as they shot off like arrows

a distance away, Leah exchanged a

“Everything’s in place?”

gave a

worry. No one will suspect a thing. Even if something happens, it’ll look

a high-speed race