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Landon fought through the pain in his stomach and scoffed, “Who the hell do you think you are? You really think one phone call is enough to bring down Fairmont Systems? You’ve watched too many soap operas. Bitch, just wait until I’m back on my feet, and I’ll…”
Before he could finish his threats, his phone started buzzing like crazy in his pocket. The ringtone blared, piercing through the sudden silence.
Landon frowned, yanked out his phone impatiently, and saw “Dad” flashing on the screen. His heart suddenly dropped. ‘Dad’s supposed to be out of town, negotiating a big deal. Why is he calling now?”
He hit answer, and before he could even say hello, his father’s voice exploded through the phone, loud enough for the two girls nearby and even the guys sprawled on the ground to hear every word. “Landon Fairfax, what the fuck did you do?”
Landon was completely thrown off by the shouting. “Dad? What’s going on?”
“What’s going on?” his father demanded, his voice shaking with panic. “The bank just froze all our credit lines and is demanding immediate repayment on every short–term loan.”
He sounded as if he could barely breathe. “Our three biggest suppliers, the ones we’ve worked with for more than ten years, just called to say they’re cutting us off and want every outstanding payment settled immediately. And the two biggest clients we just signed have already pulled out.”
He broke off for a second, then forced himself to continue. “The tax authorities and market regulators are already downstairs at the office. Someone filed a complaint, and now they’re opening a full investigation.”
His breathing turned ragged. “And the stock… it tanked the moment the market opened.” His last words came out almost like a cry. “Landon, what the hell did you do? We’re done. The Fairfax family is done for.”
Each word landed like a blow to the gut. The color drained from Landon’s face, leaving him even paler than before. His hand shook so violently that the phone slipped from his grip and hit the grass with a dull thud.
“No… no way… this can’t be happening…” Landon muttered, terror flooding his whole body until he could barely breathe.
Fairmont Systems wasn’t some top–tier powerhouse, but it’d been in business in Harbor City for twenty years, and its roots were solid. Now, everything just fell apart in minutes, all from a single phone call.
“It was you… It really was you?” The arrogance and bravado in his eyes vanished, leaving only fear and disbelief. “How is this even possible? Who are you, really?”
Natalie didn’t say a word. She just stood there, calmly watching him.
Landon broke completely. He dropped to his knees in front of Natalie, panic written all over his face. “I’m sorry. I was wrong. I didn’t know who I was messing with.” His voice shook harder with every word. “Please… spare my family. I’m begging you.”
Natalie stood there, utterly unmoved, watching Landon’s humiliation with cold, detached indifference.
All traces of tandon’s former arrogance had vanished, replaced by sheer terror. If the Fairfax family lost everything, his
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The two girls were already ghostly pale with fright, huddled off to the side, trembling so much that they barely dared to make a sound.
Natalie looked down at the panicked man, her face unreadable. Only moments earlier, he had been drunk on his own arrogance, threatening to kill her. Now he was reduced to begging.
She shook her head slightly, delivering the verdict in a calm, matter–of–fact tone. “It’s too late.”
“No, it’s not too late. Miss Moore, please. Please spare the Fairfax family. I’ll do anything you want,” Landon begged.
Like a drowning man clinging to his last hope, he lurched forward on his knees and reached for her, only for Natalie to step back and avoid his hand without the slightest change in expression.
Just then, the security guards rushed over, and Gavin signaled for them to take everyone away.
Once the scene was finally cleared, Natalie turned to Gavin. “Let’s go.”
Gavin nodded immediately, letting out a deep breath of relief. ‘Of course, Mr. Mitchell’s friends are always extraordinary,‘ he thought.
“This way, Miss Moore. The horses are over here. Please, follow me,” Gavin said.
He led Natalie to the stables.
The stables were spacious and well–lit, spotlessly clean. Several horses with glossy coats and well–proportioned bodies poked their heads out of their stalls, curious about the commotion.
“Miss Moore, these are all excellent horses, professionally trained and known for being calm and dependable,” Gavin explained.
He pointed to each one as he introduced them. “This is Silver. He’s graceful and easy to handle, especially popular with female riders. That one’s Maple, very gentle and steady. And this is Comet. He’s faster than the others, but still well- behaved.”
Natalie listened quietly as Gavin made his introductions, her gaze moving from one horse to the next. Then her eyes drifted past them all and settled on a stall in the farthest corner of the stable.
A horse stood alone inside. It was strikingly tall, with a dark chestnut coat so deep it looked almost black. Under the light, however, a muted red sheen rippled across its body.
Unlike the others, it showed no curiosity or restlessness. It simply stood there with its head slightly lowered, power coiled. beneath its sleek frame. Something in its stillness caught Natalie’s attention, and her eyes brightened at once.
“What about that one?” Natalie nodded toward the horse, clearly intrigued.
Paris foliowed hes gaze, and a trace of unease crossed his face. “Miss Moore, you really do have an eye for herses That sere is called Onyx He’s a truly exceptional horse, bred from a rare line and far superior to the others in both speed and
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He lowered his voice. “He’s extremely temperamental, the hardest horse in the entire stable. Only two of our best trainers can get near him. He won’t tolerate anyone else, let alone allow himself to be ridden.”
He added with obvious caution, “A few guests who thought they could handle him tried before. None of it ended well. Management has already made it clear that he’s off–limits to guests. He’s too dangerous.”
Everything Gavin said was meant to discourage her. Natalie was a VIP, and if anything happened to her here, he would be the one left dealing with the consequences.
“I want that one,” Natalie said, her tone flat and leaving no room for argument.
“Miss Moore, but-” Gavin started to object.
A crisp female voice interrupted him. “Gavin, has Mr. Mitchell arrived yet? I’m not late, am I?”
Both of them turned toward the source of the voice.
A tall woman in a perfectly tailored black riding outfit strode over.
She looked to be about twenty–five, with a straight–backed posture and an easy, self–assured presence. Her short chestnut hair was neatly cropped, framing striking features and bright, alert eyes.
A black helmet swung loosely from one hand as she strode over. Only when she drew closer did she notice Natalie beside Gavin, and her gaze paused for a moment in clear surprise.
She nodded politely at Natalie, acknowledging her presence. Then she looked over at Gavin. “Where’s Mr. Mitchell?”
Gavin looked at Natalie, thinking he should introduce them to each other.