Chapter 300

Felix Valdemar waved his hand, signaling the staff to bring the horses over.

"Take a break first." He turned to the waiter. "Prepare some drinks."

In the corner, Chloe Ashcroft reluctantly wiped coffee cups in her uniform. Her nails dug deep into her palms, yet she felt no pain.

When her gaze landed on a familiar figure nearby, her entire body froze.

Vivian Laurent.

The woman who had ruined her life now sat leisurely in the equestrian club's lounge.

Chloe's breathing turned ragged. The tray in her hands trembled slightly as she glared at Vivian's flawless profile, her eyes burning with hatred.

Three months ago, she had been the youngest resident physician at the city's central hospital. Now she couldn't even wear a lab coat anymore.

Her family had disowned her. Her savings were nearly gone. The once pampered heiress now survived by serving drinks.

"Your coffee." Chloe mechanically placed the cup on the table, her nails nearly piercing the coaster.

She stole a glance at the thoroughbred Vivian had chosen. A vicious plan took shape in her mind.

Inside the stable storage room, Chloe's hands shook as she drew triple the normal dose of stimulant into a syringe. She would use this horse to ensure Vivian never walked again.

"Vivian, that woman looks suspicious." Emily Garnache whispered after returning from the restroom. "She's lurking around your horse."

Vivian followed her gaze and smirked.

"An old acquaintance."

Near the stables, Chloe struggled with the spirited horse. Each time she tried to approach, the animal snorted threateningly.

"Damn beast!" She cursed through gritted teeth, oblivious to the cold stare behind her.

Emily nervously clutched Vivian's sleeve. "Should we call security?"

Vivian shook her head slightly, amusement flashing in her eyes.

"Let her continue."