NovelBookChapter 682: "Aimee, what are you doing here?" His tone made it clear-he was not pleased to see her.
Had he known she would show up here, he would have avoided this place altogether.
Aimee faltered for a split second under his scrutinizing gaze before tilting her chin up as the sun cast a warm glow over her flushed cheeks.
She let out a sharp huff.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I can go wherever I please! What does it matter to you?” Her parents, overprotective to a fault, had spent years shielding her from anything remotely dangerous due to her health.
But today, she had slipped away under the guise of heading to a hospital check-up, seizing the chance to taste a bit of freedom. Her eyes darted toward Corrine.
"Hey, are you just going to stand there and say nothing? Or are you scared?" Corrine, still focused on calming her horse, barely spared her a glance.
"Not interested." A ripple of amusement spread through the crowd, laughter bubbling up at how effortlessly Corrine dismissed Aimee's challenge.
Aimee was used to getting her way-spoiled by indulgent parents who rarely denied her anything. She had a habit of putting people in awkward situations, expecting them to bend to her whims. And most of the time, they did.
Not out of fondness, but out of fear. Her brother, a high-ranking officer in the military, cast a long shadow, and no one wanted to be on the wrong side of it. So, they tolerated her antics in silence.
But today, seeing Aimee being brushed off like that was an unexpected treat for those who had endured her arrogance. A quiet sense of satisfaction settled over them.
The growing laughter only made Aimee's face darken with rage.
She shot a withering glare at the offenders, and as quickly as the amusement had flared, it fizzled out. Conversations resumed, people pretending as though they had not been laughing at her just moments ago.
Leah, seizing the chance, spoke up in a gentle voice.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Miss Holland, we are just here to have a good time. There is no need to ruin the mood. Besides, Aimee didn't mean any harm. Don't you think it's a bit harsh to brush her off like that?" Aimee did not particularly like Leah, but pride dictated that she accept the lifeline being offered.
With a dismissive flick of her hair, she said, "Don't worry. I'm not that good either. We are just here for fun." Jules, who had been watching with growing impatience, could not stay silent any longer.
"Aimee, go home! Stop causing trouble."
Aimee had spent her childhood around soldiers, growing up in a military environment where riding and shooting were second nature. Her Casual claim of being not that good was anything but humble-it was a calculated jab, a way to undermine Corrine without making it obvious.
m Jules, however, was not trying to defend Corrine. He was worried! something might happen to Aimee.
He knew firsthand that Corrine's riding and archery skills, honed under Jacob's expert training, were Π. exceptional-better than even his.
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