NovelOnlineChapter 1285: Hamilton caught it all. He glanced at Daniela, who met his gaze without flinching, then gently lifted her glass and tapped it against Cedric's with quiet affirmation.
The McCoy family's banquet was nothing short of a lavish spectacle. Past the mountains of food and endless drinks, there were games, contests, and amusements at every turn.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNikolas shared a quick look with a few others before his eyes landed on Cedric's injured leg. A sly grin curled at Nikolas' mouth as he called out, "The weather's perfect today. How about a little horse race?" Everyone caught on right away. That jab was aimed straight at Cedric. After the explosion, Cedric's leg had never fully healed. Even though it looked better now, he was still nowhere near strong enough to ride a horse, let alone race one. The horses in the stables were known for their fiery tempers, loyal only to their own riders. It was clear as day that Nikolas was setting Cedric up to be humiliated.
Nikolas spoke loud enough to turn every head at the banquet. Even a few reporters started drifting closer, sniffing out a scene.
Daniela, swirling the wine in her glass, gave Hamilton a sideways glance. "Mr. McCoy, your son is already making a fool of himself. Should I step in and remind him how to behave?" With a faint smile, Hamilton answered, “Go ahead. I won't stop you." Daniela gave a light nod. "Fine then, I'll do you a favor and teach your son smanners." Without waiting, she walked toward the center of the gathering.
As she moved, she caught Nikolas speaking into the microphone, his voice bouncing off the walls. "My father said Cedric is one of us now. Cedric, crace with us!" Nikolas clutched the mic like he was holding a trophy, making sure nobody missed the show. He wanted everyone to see Cedric's bad leg. He wanted the shto stick.
Right when the crowd's eyes began sliding toward Cedric's leg, Daniela stepped up beside Nikolas. She reached for the microphone with a bright, easy smile. "My husband's a modest man. He doesn't like showing off. He believes it's better to spare the...
LVFe$t ChAPFƏRŞ 1 GlThe McCoy family's banquet was filled with excitement, but the tension heightened as Nikolas called out the challenge. Daniela, unbothered by the harsh words and stares, gracefully reached for the microphone.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"My husband's a modest man. He doesn't like showing off. He believes it's better to spare the McCoy family too much embarrassment, and I happen to agree. But I wouldn't want to spoil everyone's fun either. Since Cedric was the one who taughtto ride, I'll be racing with you all instead." Nikolas looked down at Daniela, his sneer evident as he sized her up. “You?" he scoffed. "Just make sure you don't start bawling when you lose." Kohen, ever eager to join in the taunting, sneered, "There's no glory in beating a woman. Let Cedric race!" Charles, as always, remained quiet, his lips pressed tight, not daring to speak.
Damon, from the side, shouted, "Daniela, don't run off crying later and later a say we bullied you if you lose. That • N.Q Would just be pathetic!" Duran burst into laughter, his voice echoing through the crowd.
The onlookers followed, clearly thrilled at the potential . One of them leaned closer to Daniela, whispering with concerny, "Maybe you should sit this one out. These men practically live at the stables. They know what they're doing. You're small. You're not built like them. If you get thrown off that wild horse, you could break something—or worse. It's not worth it just to prove a point."
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