Chapter 301
Vivian Laurent leaned against the fence, her fingers lightly tapping the railing.
Emily Garnache stomped her foot anxiously. "Viv, she's really going to do it!"
"Relax." Vivian's lips curved slightly. "Horses are smarter than people."
Chloe Ashcroft crept toward the stables, a syringe clutched in her hand. She glanced around, making sure no one was watching, her eyes gleaming with malice.
Vivian exchanged a glance with Felix Valdemar. Understanding her silent cue, Felix discreetly led the staff away from the scene.
A sharp whinny of pain pierced the air.
Before Chloe could inject the substance, the enraged horse reared and kicked her three meters back.
"Ah!" She crashed to the ground, the sickening crack of her ribs echoing in the night.
Vivian finally strolled over. "What a surprise, Dr. Ashcroft. Midnight horseplay?"
Emily bit back a laugh, finally grasping Vivian's plan.
"You!" Chloe's face twisted in agony. "You set me up!"
Vivian tilted her head. "Now why would you say that? Though I must admit, administering injections to horses in the dead of night is quite the career change."
"Shut up!" Chloe tried to push herself up but collapsed again, sweat beading on her forehead.
Vivian bent down and picked up the fallen syringe. "Let me guess what's inside. First attempted murder, now animal cruelty?"
Chloe paled. "I—I was just checking on the horse..."
"Oh?" Vivian chuckled. "How thoughtful of you, Doctor. But my horse is perfectly healthy."
She turned and took the reins. The horse nuzzled her shoulder affectionately.
"Vivian Laurent! This isn't over!" Chloe's furious scream faded into the night breeze.
Vivian waved without looking back. Hatred was nothing new—Chloe wasn't even worth remembering.
Sirens wailed in the distance. By the time the paramedics arrived with a stretcher, Chloe had already passed out from the pain.
"Pity." Vivian stroked the horse's mane. "She missed the best part—watching them carry her away."
Under the moonlight, the horse snorted, as if agreeing with its mistress.