After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 676

Chapter 676

Isla stared at Sylvia with unwavering determination, even though she had lost and she was so humiliated.

"Miss Andrews, I never expected you to impress me so much," Isla said calmly, trying to hide her defeat.

She paused for a moment before lifting her head up high with a hint of arrogance. "I want to challenge you in horseback riding. Do you dare?"

Since childhood, Isla had been an excellent horse rider and had undergone rigorous training from the Saunders family. She couldn't believe that she would lose in something that she was so good at.

Sylvia glanced at Isla before replying confidently, "Sure."

Feeling proud of herself, Isla picked out a tall horse as she knew how to choose the best one while Sylvia casually picked out an ordinary one.

The two beautiful women were so serious about their competition that it made the onlookers more excited than ever as they followed them into the racecourse.

"The horse chosen by Miss Saunders is the best among all horses here," someone whispered.

"I don't think it looks good for the other woman," another person commented.

"She's too casual; picking just any ordinary horse."

"I'm sure Miss Saunders will win."

As people discussed amongst themselves, both Sylvia and Isla arrived at the starting point inside the racecourse.

Because of their competition, several people who were racing horses there left immediately, leaving space only for them both.

One staff member held up a gun and asked them if they were ready. Both women pulled on their reins calming down their restless horses while waiting for him to fire his gun signaling start time.

"BANG!" The sound echoed through airwaves as both horses took off like lightning bolts leaving behind dust clouds behind them.

"Go!" commanded Isla as her body pressed tightly against her mount's back while adjusting herself according its speed changes during gallop which showed off years of experience riding such animals. Her chosen steed was undoubtedly one of this stable's finest specimens making everyone cheer loudly when they saw how well it ran under its rider's guidance .

Meanwhile, Sylvia rode elegantly but not frantically like Isla did, instead enjoying every moment spent atop.

The two beautiful women engaged in fierce competition on the racetrack causing all spectators around them go wild with excitement!

She had long hair that floated in the wind. She remained surprisingly calm, even with the constant buzzing of the wind in her ears.

At that moment, she was so beautiful that it took one's breath away.

Many men couldn't help but cast their gaze upon her.

Unlike Isla, who clung tightly to the horse's back, her posture was straight and eye-catching, like a proud plum blossom in the cold snow.

Her straight and slender legs tightly clamped the horse's belly, even if she fell behind Isla a little, there was no sign of nervousness.

It seemed like... it didn't matter.

She remained calm and indifferent.

Isla always ran ahead, feeling secretly proud. "Sylvia, I don't believe I'll fall behind you!" she thought to herself.

It was about the final lap.