"Let go! If you don't, don't blame me for getting rough! Seraphina doesn't know how to ride. If she falls off that horse, the consequences will be unthinkable!" Wyatt Gallagher's eyes frantically searched the racetrack for her. His chestnut horse was no ordinary steed; it had competed in many international races and its speed was undeniable. After being whipped so violently, it was bound to bolt.
'An experienced rider might be able to bring it under control, but Seraphina Sterling is a complete novice. She can't handle this! If she falls from a galloping horse, she'll be seriously injured! Didn't she say school was starting soon? An injury would throw off her plans! She's always so meticulous!'
"Since she agreed to the race, she must accept any accidents that happen! I'll ask you to abide by the rules!" Jay Gable wouldn't let go. His thoughts were even more vicious. 'Good. Let her fall to her death. If she dies, no one will be able to compete with Shannon.'
