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.

But don’t come crying later—you’ll regret it

famed for its unmatched speed and endurance—was what Paul cared about most. But at this point, there was no

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swept over her, a glint of disdain

“Let’s begin.”

side, gave a brief nod before lifting the whistle to his lips and

an instant, both riders spurred their horses forward. The beasts surged ahead, hooves pounding against the dirt as they shot off

standing a distance away, Leah exchanged

“Everything’s in place?”

assistant gave

will suspect a thing. Even

in a high-speed race like this, who could