Chapter 302
Vivian Laurent narrowed her eyes at the woman being carried away on a stretcher.
"How did she end up here?"
Felix Valdemar followed her gaze. "Who?"
"The one on the stretcher."
Felix shrugged. "No idea. Her uniform looks like stable staff. You know her? Bad blood?"
The woman had glared at Vivian with pure hatred moments ago.
"No bad blood," Vivian said coolly. "She's the only one holding a grudge."
Chloe Ashcroft could have had a bright future.
What a shame.
Vivian turned toward the stables to pick a horse for riding.
Felix's eyes widened as he watched the temperamental stallion obediently follow Vivian out.
That same horse had kicked Chloe just minutes ago.
"Be careful, Dr. Laurent! That stallion's vicious."
"Hmm." Vivian stroked the horse's mane gently.
The fiery stallion became docile as a kitten under her touch.
Instead of mounting immediately, she fed it an apple.
"Don't bother, it won't eat—" Felix's words died as the horse lowered its head to nibble the fruit.
"Won't eat what?" Vivian offered a carrot next.
Felix's jaw dropped. "It's actually eating from your hand?"
He'd tried countless times before—the stallion wouldn't even sniff his offerings.
"Problem?" Vivian found the horse perfectly well-behaved.
Determined, Felix grabbed a carrot and approached.
The stallion turned its head away in clear distaste.
"Just one bite," Felix coaxed.
The horse snorted, spraying saliva across his face.
Then it affectionately nuzzled Vivian's hand.
Isabella Langley burst into laughter. "Felix, even the horse rejects you!"
"There's something wrong with this horse!" Felix protested.
The stallion suddenly reared, making him stumble backward.
Vivian patted its neck. "Let's go for a run."
She swung onto the saddle with effortless grace.
Felix muttered as she rode away, "Ethan's going to flip when he finds out someone took his prized stallion..."
Ethan Roscente arrived in his crisp suit, still carrying the boardroom's chill.
"Ethan!" Felix called. "Your stallion's been stolen—by Dr. Laurent!"