Sofia shot a smug glance at Eleanor, her eyes full of disdain.
Eleanor pretended not to notice. Just as she was about to turn and pick another horse, she heard Asher say casually, "This horse is not available. You may choose another one."
Sofia was caught off guard by Asher's direct refusal. She froze for a moment but quickly regained her composure, pretending to be magnanimous.
"Well, I was just asking. After all, it's your horse, and I shouldn't covet it. I'll go pick another one."
After Sofia entered the stable, Eleanor was planning to go to choose a horse from another stable. But before she had the chance to utter a word to Asher, he swiftly grasped her wrist and drew her in front of him.
Eleanor's heart skipped a beat. She felt a rush of panic and immediately shook off his hand.
