The Rise Of The Unwanted Girl (Athena) novel Chapter 511

Chapter 511

Chapter 511

Jessa noticed the distressed expression on Athena’s face and called out worriedly, “Viscountess, are you alright?”

Even when facing the toughest challenges, she had never looked this heartbroken before,

Athena gazed at Jessa, her eyes red–rimmed with unshed tears, and slowly shook her head.

She had never imagined her childhood playmate would meet such a tragic end, and worse, that it would somehow be connected to her grandfather.

Athena pushed down the churning emotions within her and commanded Jessa, “Follow me!”

She had to go to Wendral Mountain and see it for herself.

Jessa, seeing she couldn’t dissuade Athena, had no choice but to step behind her.

As they were leaving, she pulled a whistle from her robes and blew it sharply.

In an instant, a host of shadow guards materialized at her side.

Jessa’s face darkened as she commanded, “Belle must not come to harm. If anything happens to her, you won’t live to see another day.”

The shadow guards dropped to one knee, their faces hidden behind masks. In unison, they responded, “As you command.”

The sudden appearance of so many shadow guards left Trina and Marquita wide–eyed in shock.

They had never witnessed such a spectacle of force before, and were even more amazed by Xander’s thoughtfulness and meticulous care.

Though absent, his people still protected Athena.

Marquita’s eyes brimmed with emotion, unshed tears glistening at the corners.

‘My young lady has endured so much hardship,‘ she thought. ‘At last, she finally has someone to protect her.‘

Lance led out from the backyard the horse Athena had won; a magnificent chestnut with a lightning–shaped blaze on its forehead.

Athena had named it Bolt.

Athena stepped forward and gently stroked its head, murmuring encouragingly, “Bolt, I know it’s asking a lot, but run with me today, will you? When we get back, I’ll treat you to the finest oats.”

Bolt, incredibly perceptive, seemed to understand every word Athena said. The horse nuzzled affectionately against her palm, its nostrils flaring with

excitement.

Its hooves kept pawing at the ground, clearly champing at the bit to go.

Knowing they were utterly helpless and would only get in the way, Trina and Marquita could only give solemn nods and replied in unison, “Understood.” “Go on, Lady Athena. I’ll hold down the fort here,” Marquita said as she handed over the travel bundle to Jessa. She urged, “The cold is no joke, be sure to

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