"Hmph!" Ria Chapman sneered disdainfully, "You’re afraid of her, but I’m not!"
Upon hearing this, Irene Spencer had a flicker of displeasure in her eyes.
Ugh!
Ria Chapman, who does she think she is—just because she was born lucky, with a good father, that’s all. If it weren’t for her being the daughter of a major shareholder in Glimr, Irene wouldn’t even bother with her.
"Of course, your father is a shareholder in Glimr; Kris Cooper will give you so face." Irene smirked sinisterly, "But listen to your sister for a mont, you’d better not treat her like that—now that she has Kris Cooper backing her up, she’s not soone you can ss with."
Ria Chapman, always the brainless one, remained annoyed at what she heard.
"Why can’t I ss with her?"
Seeing she’d taken the bait, Irene’s eyes glimred with more amusent.
"So, what do you plan to do? Surely you’re not really going to slap her!"
"Hmph!" Ria Chapman mounted her horse, "I have my ways to make her publicly humiliated!"
Grabbing the reins, she lightly nudged the horse’s belly, and it galloped off imdiately.
Seeing this, Irene mounted her horse as well and chased after Ria Chapman.
This ti, Ria Chapman didn’t just invite Irene; she brought many of her cronies. When they saw her coming out, these youngsters started whistling and cheering, making her even more smug.
Turning her face, she saw Vera Wave already walking out, leading Bailey towards the field. She imdiately rode back and waved her hand in the air.
"Let’s go!"
With her call, a few youngsters followed her on horseback.
Seeing this, Irene smiled slightly, gently nudging her horse to the side, watching coldly from the sidelines.
Ria Chapman was just her pawn, and now that this person was taking the initiative to help her vent her anger, all she needed to do was watch from the sidelines.
Mounting her horse, Vera didn’t imdiately let Bailey run but instead slowly walked it forward.
Horses, like humans, need to warm up. A person who really understands horses wouldn’t start running right away.
"You stinky thing, you’ve grown quite a bit these few days..."
Vera gently stroked its mane as she chatted with Bailey, raising her face when she heard the sound of hooves.
"Whoa!" Ria Chapman rushed to Vera’s horse, nearly colliding with Bailey, only then pulling the reins, "Vera, why not race one lap?"
"Forget it, I’m not good at riding."
Ria Chapman’s father is a shareholder in Glimr, and Vera didn’t want any more conflict with her.
"I think you’re just scared, huh?"
"Exactly!"
...
The several youngsters were all Ria Chapman’s cronies, from wealthy and influential families, each spoiled and idle; seeing so drama, they naturally delighted in chaos.
Several horses were now surrounding Vera, causing a commotion with whistles and jeers.
Vera lifted her face from the saddle, staring at Ria Chapman, "Ria, Kris Cooper will be here soon, I don’t want to make it difficult for him, tell your people to clear the way."
Ugh!
Kris Cooper again trying to suppress her?!
Seeing Vera hesitating to compete, Ria Chapman assud she was guilty and beca even more arrogant.
"Fine if you don’t want to race, just let ride your horse, and we’ll let this go today."
She had no idea what kind of horse it was, just wanted to take this opportunity to knock down Vera’s confidence as revenge for a past grudge.
Vera’s face turned cold, her Bailey wasn’t one to be ridden by others.
"Alright, you want to compete, right? You say how and we’ll do it."
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Goodnight.
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