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The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 691
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Chapter 691: As the final stretch loomed ahead, Corrine began her preparations for the last surge, a quiet readiness sweeping over her.

Aimee, her jaw clenched, urged her horse forward, pushing it faster.

Failure was not an option.

She would not relent.

With these thoughts fueling her, a fierce fire blazed in her eyes.

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In the stands, Leah grew impatient. The "accident" she had expected still hadn't happened. She exchanged a look with her assistant.

She said nothing, but her icy, venomous stare said more than enough.

The assistant, drenched in cold sweat, hesitated before stammering, "I followed your orders to the letter, but... but..." The assistant was baffled, unable to figure out where things had gone awry.

Had Corrine, perhaps, figured out the plan and swapped the saddle? Before the assistant could dwell on it, a gasp rippled through the crowd.

Leah and her assistant turned, their attention snapping to the racetrack.

In a shocking twist, Corrine's saddle suddenly snapped, sending her tumbling from the horse without warning.

The horse, startled by the fall, reared up as though trying to rid itself of its rider completely.

The onlookers froze, their faces drained of color, their breaths held in a collective gasp. Discover endless worlds on galηov☐☐☐☐☐ Jules, in the front row, had just raised his gun, ready to take action, when it was ripped from his grasp.

Turning in confusion, he found Nate standing beside him, holding the weapon.

Nate aimed it straight at the horse, his finger poised on the trigger, ready to shoot it on the spot.

There was a chilling coldness to Nate, his eyes betraying an unspoken threat.

Leah, her excitement palpable, shoved her assistant aside and stepped forward, her eyes gleaming with barely concealed delight.

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Perfect. She wished Corrine would fall to the ground and vanish from this world for good.

But Corrine, though she had fallen from her horse, wasn't finished yet.

With one hand gripping the reins, she braced herself with her foot firmly planted in the stirrup.

In one swift move, she defied all expectations and pulled herself back onto the horse before anyone- Could react.

The horse, slowly ceasing its resistance, surrendered to Corrine's control as they faced toward the finish line. The crowd stood in stunned silence, their eyes wide with disbelief.

How could she possibly have done that?

Regaining full control, Corrine tightened the reins and urged her horse forward.

Aimee, still in the lead, pushed herself to the limit. When she saw Corrine back on horseback, her eyes narrowed with urgency. She pressed her horse harder, desperate to win the race.