The wind howled past her ears. Every jolt of the horse made Summer feel like she was about to be thrown off. Her heart pounded in fear, nearly stopping altogether.
Everyone present could tell something was off, but no one said a word. After all, their main goal today was to keep Stephen happy.
Only Irene hesitated, unable to suppress her concern. "Mr. Wilde, Summer looks really scared..."
Stephen's expression remained cold. "Oh? Do you want to take her place?"
Irene forced a laugh. "No, no, I wouldn't dare."
The black horse galloped around the field. Summer had used up every bit of her strength just to stay on, her body swaying dangerously. Just as she was about to lose her grip and fall, Stephen finally relented. "Enough. Stop the horse."
The trainer whistled, and the horse immediat
