The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 691:

As the final stretch loomed ahead, Corrine began her preparations for the last surge, a quiet readiness sweeping over her.

Aimee, her jaw clenched, urged her horse forward, pushing it faster.

Failure was not an option.

She would not relent.

With these thoughts fueling her, a fierce fire blazed in her eyes.

In the stands, Leah grew impatient. The “accident” she had expected still hadn’t happened. She exchanged a look with her assistant.

She said nothing, but her icy, venomous stare said more than enough.

The assistant, drenched in cold sweat, hesitated before stammering,

“I followed your orders to the letter, but… but…”

to figure out where things had gone

the

dwell on it, a gasp rippled through the

their attention snapping to

Corrine’s saddle suddenly snapped, sending her tumbling from the horse without

the fall, reared up as though trying to rid

faces drained of color, their breaths

worlds on

in the front row, had just raised his gun, ready to

in confusion, he found Nate standing beside him, holding the

his finger poised on the trigger, ready

a chilling coldness to Nate, his eyes betraying

her excitement palpable, shoved her assistant aside and stepped

Corrine would fall to the ground and

had fallen from

one hand gripping the reins, she braced herself

all expectations and pulled herself back onto the horse before