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Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 520
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Chapter 520

Dan didn’t come out and say it, but he was hoping to get Rachel to change her horse.

However, Lucas could tell what Rachel was thinking. He leaned forward slightly and whispered to her, “Do you want

to try it?”

Rachel responded indifferently, “Isn’t this a challenge?”

“Those who pretty all have tempers.” A hint of a smile flashed across Lucas’s dark eyes. He gave Dan a look and

gestured, “Go and bring the horse over.”

Dan was stunned for a moment. After hesitating for a while, he said carefully, “Mr. Johnson, a beast is still a beast. It

doesn’t have good eyesight. If it really hurts

someone…”

“I’ve asked you to go. Why are you spouting so much nonsense!” Lucas’s eyes were filled with impatience.

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After hearing this, Dan decided it would be foolish to continue speaking. He could only lift his chin and gesture for

the attendant to bring the horse over.

In the crowd, Olivia’s eyes flashed with a mocking sneer.

Rachel really wouldn’t let go of an opportunity to show off at any time.

However, Olivia had to see if Rachel could afford to be in the limelight.

Rachel clearly knew that the horse had a fiery temper and was not easy to tame. Wasn’t she clearly courting death

here?

Olivia seemed to have a sudden epiphany. Her eyes glowed with an eerie icy radiance.

Olivia’s menacing eyes were trained on Rachel. Her lips twisted into a menacing grin out of nowhere, like a

poisonous snake flicking its tongue out of its mouth as it slithered through the grass.

“Do you want me to hold the reins for you?” Lucas asked.

What had first seemed like a normal sentence took on a new significance in the minds of those who heard it.

Lucas had already indulged this woman to this extent?

As Seaxas’ most powerful man, he was actually willing to help her hold the reins?

Especially Brenda, who was in the crowd. Her pretty eyes were filled with jealousy.

She gave an exasperated snort and muttered under her breath, “What a vixen!”

When Olivia heard this, a meaningful smile flashed across her lips.

Rachel’s horse was delivered to her by the staff. The horse would sometimes puff out a heavy breath from its

nostrils and rear up on its front feet. It seemed wild. Rachel took the reins and stroked its mane.

At the sound of Lucas’s suggestion, Rachel answered casually, “Let me try it myself.”

In other words, she did not need Lucas’s help.

Lucas was not surprised by her answer.

He arched an eyebrow and gave Rachel a comforting glance before saying, “Be careful, then.”

Rachel nodded gently. She gently stroked the horse’s forehead and pressed her face against it, letting it slowly

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familiarize itself with her.

At this moment, a mocking voice sounded from the crowd. “Do you know how to ride a horse? That’s an Akhal-Teke

horse worth more than two million dollars! If anything happens, you’re only wasting a good horse.”

Rachel looked in the direction of the voice and saw Brenda standing in the crowd.

The girl was decked up in a red riding suit, complete with a white shirt and long black boots.

Her wavy, shoulder-length hair had spread behind her ears. She was adorable in a refined way.

Her lips were also an unusually pale shade of white, and the rest of her skin was ice-cold. Despite her obvious

health issues, her stoic pride made her an arresting sight.

Without thinking, the girl cast a dubious glance in Rachel’s direction.

Rachel glanced at Lucas beside her. Then, she looked at Brenda and said indifferently, “You don’t have to worry

about me.”

Brenda looked at Rachel’s arrogant attitude and the hostility in her eyes became gradually obvious.

“Since you can say that, it seems you’re quite confident in your riding skills, aren’t you?” She took a step forward,

her chin slightly raising and her moist red lips curling into a playful smile with a hint of provocation. “How about we

have a little competition then?”

Her words and actions were filled with the proud and unrestrained demeanor of a young girl.