Chapter 63 The Challenge
Gianna gave a cold laugh. A professional rider?
What a joke.
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From what she knew, Amelia had only taken a few riding lessons before disappearing. Since coming back, even though they spent plenty of time together, Gianna had never seen her ride again
Amelia probably had no idea what she was capable of on horseback.
After Gianna was adopted, she had thrown herself into learning every refined skill she could- horseback riding, golf, floral arranging, and even tea ceremonies.
Out of them all, riding was her strongest focus. She knew it was Vincent’s favorite sport, so she worked harder at it than anything else.
“Amelia, how about a race?” Gianna suddenly suggested, her eyes gleaming with challenge.
Amelia didn’t bother to answer.
From what she knew about Gianna, any proposal from her was never a good thing.
Gianna assumed Amelia was scared. That only made her grew even cockier.
“What’s wrong. Amelia? It’s just for fun. A friendly competition.” She tilted her head, pretending to be innocent, but her gaze was sharp and venomous. ‘Or are you afraid of losing to me?”
Everyone around the riding ranch turned to look.
Demi clenched her reins so tight her knuckles turned white. “Gianna, that’s enough!” she snapped.
Amelia chuckled softly “Sure”
If someone was eager to embarrass themselves, she was more than happy to watch it happen.
Her eyes swoje lazily over Gianna “What’s the best
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Before anyone could react, Vincent frowned. “Gianna, stop it.”
Gianna had taken things too far. How could she suggest this?
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But Amelia only smiled, her eyes turning cold. “Since Gianna seems to enjoy embarrassing herself in public, I’ll gladly give her that chance.”
Gianna’s expression turned ashen with anger.
Hmph. Who would be embarrassing is still up for debate. I’m professionally trained, while Amelia is just an amateur pretending to know what she’s doing.
“Fine! It’s a deal!” Gianna lifted her chin, her eyes gleaming with the confidence of someone certain she had already won.
She turned to Vincent, pretending to pout. She acted cute. “Vincent, you’ll be our witness, okay?”
It was the perfect moment to show him what she could do.
Lately, he’d been looking at Amelia far too often.
Did he actually think that slut was better than me?
Just wait and see. I would prove myself.
Vincent’s brows furrowed deeply, his gaze shifting between the two women. “This bet is going too far. There’s no need for this.”
Amelia just gave a faint smile. Her fingers brushed lightly over Ember’s mane as she said calmly, “Mr. Dester, if you want no part of it, please stand aside and watch quietly.”
Jeremy, who had been observing silently, couldn’t help the small smirk tugging at his lips. His eyes glimmered with admiration
I had no doubt. Amelia would win
That Gine of something didn’t stand a chance.
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