Chapter 179

The real challenge lay in the rider’s ability to work in harmony with their horse.

Domenic made his way to the grandstand and picked an empty spot to sit.

Around him, people were eagerly placing bets on the competition.

The arena was surrounded by several large screens displaying the names and images of the competitors, including Lindsey.

They also showed their riding experience and the competition rules.

As the event kicked off, the riders tackled the course one by one.

Before each rider entered the course, bets were made on whether they could clear all the obstacles.

This betting was a favorite pastime for the nobles during horse races.

When Shelia and Jacob arrived at the grandstand, walking closely, they spotted Domenic.

His cool demeanor and striking looks made him stand out wherever he sat.

Shelia approached him with a smile, Jacob in tow.

“Sir, Lindsey’s about to compete, and everyone’s placing their bets.

Aren’t you going to join in?” she asked.

Domenic didn’t even glance at Sheila and remained uninterested.

Shelia huffed when he didn’t reply.

“I guess you’re not betting on Lindsey because you don’t have faith in her.

It’s a shame, really.

No one here seems to believe in her, not even her own partner.

”

Jacob shot a glance at Domenic, noting his calm, detached demeanor.

He pegged Domenic as nothing more than a pretty face in rough clothing, yet there was an unexplained chill and aggression about him that felt oppressive.

Domenic hadn’t given them a direct look since he walked in, which irked Jacob.

Jacob curled his lip, remarking with a sneer, “He’s not skipping the bet because he wants to, he’s just broke.

Why else would he be a kept man?”

Shelia joined in with a mocking laugh, “Exactly.

He and Lindsey, a bitch and a pauper, are a perfect match.

”

Domenic’s expression remained icy as he gazed down at the arena, showing no interest in engaging with them.

Next to him, Jacob and Shelia came off as nothing but petty bullies.

This only fueled Jacob’s irritation further.

Meanwhile, murmurs spread among the spectators in the stands.

“Are you betting she’ll lose or win this round?”

“I’ve never heard of this Lindsey.

With barely any experience of competition, she’s a newbie.

I’m betting on her loss, obviously.

”