Chapter 77
Chapter 77:
Unable to contain her excitement, Vivian clenched her fists. “Go for it! I placed a thousand bets on you. Don’t make me regret it!” she teased.
Rosie’s confidence wavered for a moment after she heard that. But looking at Onyx, she felt a surge of reassurance. With this horse, her chances of winning seemed far more certain.
Then, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Brenna standing at the door. The excitement drained from her face. Her smile vanished, replaced by an icy expression, and she sneered, “You actually dared to show up p>
Over the past two days, Rosie had made a point to ask around about Brenna and gathered information from people familiar with the Barrett family. It turned out that Brenna had never attended a single training session in riding, let alone had any experience with equestrian sports. Rosie had been certain that Brenna wouldn’t dare show up today. Yet here Brenna was, standing just outside the stables, mere minutes before the race. An unexpected surprise.
Brenna’s gaze settled on the black horse beside Rosie. It was a rare and exceptional steed, no doubt about it. But Rosie had already chosen it. What a pity. Still, it wasn’t a big deal. Brenna believed she could choose another one.
She wasn’t entirely sure how skilled Rosie was. But from what she had heard earlier, it seemed like Rosie was very skilled in this.
Brenna’s lips curved into a slow, knowing smile. She said, “Of course, I had to come. You’re here! Otherwise, how else would I get to watch you embarrass yourself p>
Rosie scoffed and replied, her tone dripping with contempt, “Can you even ride a horse? I bet you’ve never even touched one before.” She patted Onyx’s sleek neck and smirked. “See? Ethan lent me his horse.” Pride radiated from her. She even looked at Brenna with a hint of pity. “I really thought Ethan was being so nice to you these past few days because he was interested in you, always looking out for you p>
“…and staying by your side. But now? It seems he has already lost interest in you. How do you feel about it? Heartbroken p>
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Sylvie despised Brenna. Because of her, she had become a laughingstock in high society over the past two days. Vivian felt the same. The two of them had been forced to publicly apologize, humiliating themselves. And now, they were nothing more than the latest gossip among the elite.
Vivian stepped forward and spoke to Brenna with apparent hostility. “Don’t think that just because you’ve entered the Harper family, you belong to the elite now. And don’t even dream of being a match for the world’s richest man. Let me spell it out for you—you’re nothing. You’ll never be on the same level as Rosie. You want to marry Mr. Mitchell? Keep dreaming p>
Sylvie barely spared Brenna a glance before turning to a staff member. “Which horse won the last race? I want that one,” she said.
Not to be outdone, Vivian smirked and said to the staff member beside her, “Then I’ll take the one that came in second p>
She turned back to Brenna, her expression filled with smug satisfaction. “Let’s see how you plan to win now,” she said.