DreameNovelChapter 58
"You're really shameless, aren't you? You can't even ride a horse, yet you're still hanging around here. ! bet you
already took enough photos, so scram," Alexis snapped, her irritation reaching its peak-though most of it was
clearly an act meant for Marissa.
"You'd better leave now. We've all been practicing riding since we were kids. Once we pick up speed, it'd be bad
if you got hurt," Marissa chimed in, maintaining her usual gentle and considerate demeanor.
Paisley nonchalantly glanced at Alexis before turning her gaze to Marissa. Then, Paisley waved her hand and
called Maria over. She carefully handed Serena down from the horse and into Maria's arms. Seeing that, Marissa
felt a sense of relief and pondered, 'Looks like Paisley's finally giving up and deciding to leave. That's the smart
move-staying would only embarrass her further.
In truth, from the very beginning, Marissa's polite suggestions for Paisley to leave were meant to test Dominick's
reaction. Yet, from start to finish, he remained indifferent. Grayson, too, hadn't said a single word in Paisley's
defense.
Their lack of response gave Marissa the confidence to repeatedly push Paisley out while still maintaining her
genteel facade.
Alexis let out a mocking laugh. "You should've left ages ago." Meanwhile, the others around them began
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtmounting their horses, ready for a proper race.
But unexpectedly, Paisley spoke up, "lI understand Ms. Prescott's point. Whoever's the better rider gets to stay,
right? Fine then, let's have a competition."
Marissa hadn't expected Paisley to make such a proposal. Stunned for a moment, Marissa raised an eyebrow and
smirked. "Are you serious? You want to compete with me?"
At that, laughter rippled through the crowd. Everyone there knew that Marissa's coach was none other than
Yohan. And Paisley? She was infamous for barely being able to trot a horse at a pace faster than a snail. It was
absurd that she'd even suggest such a thing.
"Don't overestimate yourself. Just leave already," Alexis said with an exaggerated laugh, her tone brimming with
disdain.
Compared to Marissa and Dominick, Alexis' family background didn't amount to much. Yet, in the eyes of
ordinary people, she was a bona fide heiress of a powerful family. So, when she dealt with Paisley, she didn't hold
back at all.
Actually, it wasn't just Alexis. Everyone present acted the sway. They were either pampered second-
generation elites accustomed to being flattered or professionals from high-powered families thriving in
prestigious fields. In this circle, they believed they had every right and the standing to dismiss others entirely.
"You'd better just leave on your own. I'm not going to compete with you," Marissa sighed and shook her head like
Paisley had said something utterly ridiculous. Yet, she still managed to appear benevolent, as if she was sparing
Paisley's dignity.
Alexis lost her patience, raising her riding crop high, ready to bring it down on Paisley's little brown horse. Her
actions screamed, "If you won't leave, I'll make you leave."
Paisley's eyes sharpened as she reached out and caught the riding crop mid-air. "Miss, that's incredibly rude of
you."
"You're talking toabout manners?" Alexis spat, her face contorted with fury. "You trespassed into someone
else's private event area, and that's what you call manners?"
Alexis didn't manage to snatch the riding crop on her first try. But when she made a stronger attempt to pull it
back the second time, Paisley let go suddenly. The sudden motion threw Alexis off balance, sending her reeling
backward before landing hard on the ground.
"How dare you?" Alexis' face flushed crimson with rage.
Paisley didn't bother acknowledging her, instead staring directly at Marissa. "What's the matter? Are you
scared?"
Paisley had long found Marissa insufferable. Back then, whenever Emery had called Marissa a bitch, Paisley
would at least try to correct Emery. Now, she thought Emery's nicknwas spot-on.
Paisley reflected, 'I've made it clear tand tagain-1 don't care about Dominick or even Grayson. And yet,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMarissa keeps shoving herself in my face like her presence matters. Honestly, she and Dominick are a perfect
match-a bitch and a jerk of a man.’
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