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Chapter 222 Larry’s Provocation

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Chapter 222 Larry’s Provocation

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Larry glanced at the horse beneath Sloane, a flicker of something dark flashing in his eyes, though he kept a gracious smile on his face. “So, Sloane prefers spirited horses…”

He deliberately stretched out the words, his gaze turning pointed as it slid toward Lucas. “I happened to acquire a purebred Ferghana just a few days ago. There’s only one like it in the world–exceptionally rare. I’ll have someone deliver it to Ms. Rivers tomorrow.”

Lucas‘ grip on the reins abruptly tightened; his gaze turned to ice. “I appreciate Mr. Larry’s generous offer, but Sloane doesn’t need it.”

“That’s not quite right, Mr. Hawthorne,” Larry replied with a light laugh, tapping his riding crop against his palm. “As far as I know, you and Sloane are no longer engaged. Whether she accepts a gift or not should be her decision. What standing does Mr. Hawthorne have to refuse on her behalf?” He put deliberate emphasis on the word “no longer engaged,” and the people behind him began whispering among themselves.

Nightshade suddenly pawed the ground restlessly. Sloane gently stroked her neck to soothe her, then lifted her gaze, clear and sharp as a blade. “Mr. Larry, I really don’t need it.” Her fingers brushed over Nightshade’s sleek mane, her voice laced with barbs. “After all, I don’t ride just anyone’s horse.”

Larry, how about giving that Ferghana to me instead? I’ve got thick skin–I’m not

in seamlessly. “Count me in. I could use a fine horse to

and forth, turning

just as Lucas suddenly reached a hand toward Sloane. His black glove brushed past hers on

arrow whistled through the air, embedding itself three inches deep in an oak tree a hundred meters away, startling a flock of cold crows into flight. “Care for a

buried deep in the trunk, then suddenly burst into laughter.

each spurred their horses into the woods; the tension between them

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the air one after another, and game

followed behind Larry, but her gaze stayed fixed on Lucas‘ back. When she saw Sloane at his side, her eyes filled with

behind them could barely keep up with collecting

the competition, Sloane suddenly realized Jill was missing. She glanced around, a faint unease tightening in

behind her just a moment ago–how had she vanished in the blink of an

looked toward Lucas, who was riding ahead, then