He Cheated I Rose Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 213

**A Promise Hidden in the Quiet Rain by Adrian Hale**
**Chapter 213: The Stakes of the Race**

“With your fearless spirit, Ms. Lewis, I have a hunch that you’ll be quite taken with that magnificent black stallion, Gale.” Joseph rose from his seat, a warm smile lighting up his face as he extended his hand for a brief handshake with Chloe. “I sincerely apologize for the incident last time.”

Chloe offered a light smile, her eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. “It’s really no trouble at all,” she replied, her tone casual yet inviting. “Since you’re recommending it, I suppose I should go check him out right away.”

Landon chuckled, his laughter ringing through the air as he gestured for everyone to follow him toward the expansive riding arena.

Upon entering, the sheer size of the arena was breathtaking—a testament to the club’s ambition and a clear indicator of its potential to become a lucrative venture. Almost immediately, staff members began to parade five exceptional horses, each more impressive than the last. Yet, it was the striking black stallion at the forefront that captured everyone’s attention.

“This black beauty has been our star performer this quarter,” Landon announced, stepping forward with an air of pride. “Its auction price alone soared past 50 million. True to its name—Gale—it moves like a gust of wind, and so far, it’s been unbeatable.”

Joseph stepped closer, his admiration palpable as he let out a soft sigh. “Gale is truly something special. If I were twenty years younger, I’d take him out for a thrilling ride on the track without a second thought.”

“Chloe, are you ready to experience the thrill and exhilaration? Do you want to feel just how fast Gale can really go?” Landon’s eyes sparkled with excitement as he motioned toward the staff nearby. “They’re all seasoned professionals; they can guide you through it.”

As he spoke, his gaze drifted to Eugene, who had been standing quietly off to the side, observing the proceedings with an air of calm. “And if you have any safety concerns, both Eugene and I can provide you with some guidance.”

Chloe remained silent for a moment, her mind racing with possibilities. She stepped forward, her fingers gently brushing against Gale’s sleek neck, feeling the warmth and power beneath the surface.

“I know a thing or two about horse riding,” she said, her voice laced with playful confidence. “If we’re really looking to feel the adrenaline, why don’t we have a race?”

A playful smile danced on Chloe’s lips as she looked at Landon, who couldn’t help but grin back.

“A race it is!” Landon declared, shooting Eugene a knowing glance. After receiving a subtle nod in response, he added enthusiastically, “The club’s new horses have just settled in over the past few days. Let’s kick things off with a warm-up run.”

“Eugene, are you in?” Landon raised an eyebrow, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Absolutely,” Eugene replied, his gaze shifting to Chloe. “Gale is the fastest among them. You should definitely choose him.”

“Come on, Eugene, don’t make it so obvious that you’re going easy on her,” Landon teased, a playful smirk on his face. “Darin, go grab Bruce and Sam. A race is no fun without a proper crowd!”

Darin, who had been waiting patiently nearby, nodded with a smile before heading off. Moments later, Bruce and a burly man entered the arena, their presence adding to the excitement brewing in the air.

“Chloe, allow me to introduce you,” Landon said, gesturing toward the burly man. “This is Sam; he answers to me.”

Sam stepped forward, nodding respectfully at Chloe. “Ms. Lewis,” he greeted, his tone courteous yet firm.

“Fantastic! Then let’s pick our horses. Mr. Slade will officiate as our referee,” Landon declared, signaling to the staff to bring out the riding gear.

Chloe, Eugene, Landon, Bruce, and Sam, along with a professional trainer from the arena, quickly changed into their riding attire, the anticipation palpable as they prepared for the race.

Five horses were brought forth for their selection, each one more impressive than the last.

Gale was led directly to Chloe, his sleek form radiating power and grace. Eugene leaned in closer, his voice low and reassuring. “Gale’s speed is reliable. You can take the lead right from the start. You’ll be safe on him.”

“Ahem. My dear Mr. Rosewood, you’re making it far too obvious that you’re trying to throw the race,” Landon interjected with an exaggerated cough, as he stepped forward to select a striking jujube red horse. “I suppose I’ll have to stick with Mers then.”

Chloe shot Eugene a teasing glance, raising an eyebrow. “Mr. Rosewood, this is a competition. Do you genuinely want to win?”

Eugene clicked his tongue in playful annoyance, not missing a beat.

Chloe cast one last glance at Gale before her eyes drifted toward the stable, landing on a solitary pure white horse still inside.

“I’m choosing that one,” she announced decisively, pointing firmly at the white horse, her heart racing with anticipation.