Chapter 118 Confrontation
Violeta said, âIf theyâre buying the horse, why do they need to hit it?â
Sara replied, âBecause thereâs a nasty woman!â
Julian warned, âSara, donât talk like that.â
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Sara pouted and muttered, âIâm not making it up. Nyla whips the horses every time she comes hereâ¦.
The inn also sold horses, but not everyone treated them kindly.
Some people saw horses as companions, while others viewed them merely as tools.
People on the Yurtlandia Grasslands, who spent every day with their horses, naturally felt upset when their horses were beaten.
However, Nyla Smith was a big client, so they had to tolerate her behaviour.
As they passed by Princessâs stall, Violeta couldnât help but ask, âCan I choose ?â
Julian replied, âAre you sure? She might throw you off.â
âI want to go in and see.â
Seeing Violetaâs interest in Princess, Julian opened the door. âGo ahead.â
Once inside, Violeta was struck by how beautiful the white horse was.
With her snowy white coat, she would look majestic running across the Yurtlandia Grasslands.
However, Violeta looked closer, she noticed a small notch in Princessâs car. âWhatâs this? Why does she have a notch in her ear?â
Sara said angrily, âItâs all Nylaâs fault! Princess was up for sale, sheâs too spirited and got returned multiple times. Nyla couldnât tame her, and when she came back, her ear had a notch. We couldnât sell her after that, so Dad decided to keep her for ourselves.â
Violeta pressed her lips together, a flicker of displeasure in her eyes.
Such a beautiful horse, marred by manâmade flaw from mistreatment.
It was such a waste!
Just then, Nylaâs people came out
of the eastern stable, dragging a few horses with them. Violeta the others turned to see a woman wearing a red hat leading the group, followed by several men dressed in Yurtlandian attire.
One of the horses had fresh whip marks on its body, and raw.
Nylaâs method of taming was simpleâbeat them submission.
âWhy do you still do business with someone like her?â Violeta asked.
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have no other buyers. We canât afford to keep all the horses.â
Feeding one horse might not cost much, but feeding a herd was expensive.
The inn couldnât sustain so many horses.
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As he spoke, one of the horses Nyla was leading resisted. Nyla immediately raised her whip and began to
lash it.
Whackâwhack
The people standing next to her acted like it was nothing unusual, wearing mocking expressions.
Nyla had her own method for whipping horses She knew exactly where to strike to inflict the most pain, so with each lash, the horseâs cries grew more pained.
Julian and Sara couldnât bear to watch.
Violeta couldnât stand it any longer. She stepped forward and shouted, âStop it!â
âHmm?â
Nyla paused and turned to look at Violeta. Her eyes landed on Violetaâs face, and she initially seemed a bit. surprised.
Then, she muttered something in Yurtlandianese to Violeta, âOutsiders shouldnât meddle in our business, or Iâll whip you too.â
It was obvious that Violeta and her group were not from the Yurtlandia Grasslands. Nyla could tell they were tourists, and she had seen plenty of their kind before. She didnât take Violeta seriously at all.
Besides, in all of Yurtlandia, Nylaâs family was powerful and feared no one.
Having said her piece, Nyla turned back and prepared to continue whipping the horse.
Violeta strode forward and grabbed Nylaâs whip tightly. âItâs a living being too. Why are you abusing it?â
âNone of your business. I told you not to interfere, or Iâll whip you !â
Nyla yanked the whip out of Violetaâs grip. No one at the inn dared to stop her, and now, infuriated by Violeta, she swung the whip at her.
The distance was too close for Violeta to dodge in time.
The whip came down with a loud âcrack.â
Violetaâs eyelashes fluttered. When she focused, she saw a sleeve of a luxury casual shirt in front of her
.
âHayden? Are you okay?â
The whip had struck Haydenâs forearm. His thin, shirt was no match for the horsehide.
Nylaâs was strong enough to leave welts on a horse, let alone human skin.
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Violeta quickly grabbed Haydenâs hand pulled up his sleeve to look. Sure enough, there a blood- red welt.
Nyla looked at Haydenâs face, slightly surprised by how handsome these tourists were.
âHade.â
âHade, are you okay?â
Zoren and the others over from the stable, checking Haydenâs injury.
Nyla crossed her arms, exuding an air of arrogance. âYou guys are tourists, right? What are your names?â
th anger.
Seeing the whip mark on Haydenâs arm, they all glared at Nyla with
They were beyond the point of civility, it was only their restraint that kept them from retaliating immediately.
Julian quickly ran over to diffuse the situation. âNyla, they are guests of our inn! How could you do this â
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