Rebirth: We Split Ways.. novel Chapter 54

Penelope didn't dwell on the gains and losses of the second lap but focused on the third bend ahead. At the critical moment, she edged past Dominic by a small margin and eventually crossed the finish line first.

This silent competition concluded with Penelope's victory.

The spectators in the stands breathed a sigh of relief and cheered for Penelope's win.

That's how horse racing goes; the outcome remains uncertain until the very end.

After completing another lap as a cool-down, Penelope reined in her horse in front of Dominic and gracefully dismounted.

Her radiant features were animated with a triumphant smile. She removed her helmet, letting her black hair cascade over her shoulders, captivating everyone's attention. Still catching her breath from the race, she declared, "Mr. Archer, you've lost."

Penelope had previously clinched the championship in the 'Queen's Cup,' earning commendation from the queen herself.

Having loved horseback riding since childhood, her brother, Vincent, had acquired precious horses for her and hired numerous equestrian champions as her trainers.

At fifteen, her pet was a million-dollar Akhal-Teke horse.

Given her extensive practical experience, how could she lose to Dominic, who had been trained merely as an amateur?

She had previously concealed her dominant and assertive side to maintain a gentle image, hoping to catch Dominic's eye. In retrospect, it seemed somewhat laughable.

Dominic's heartbeat hadn't settled when his complex gaze lingered on Penelope for a moment before retracting. "When did you learn to ride?"

When he first saw her, he was surprised that Penelope knew how to ride a horse. However, now he was even more astounded to discover her level of expertise, which seemed to be on par with professional competition standards.

The Penelope before him exuded wild allure, akin to a thorned rose, displaying a lethal charm he had never witnessed during their marriage.

He admitted to being somewhat captivated...

"Mr. Archer, you're straying. We were discussing Diamoson Corp.'s entry," Penelope interrupted, her tone icy and distant.

Dominic swallowed his questions. "Bring the contract to the Archer Corporation tomorrow."

With a hint of mockery in her delicate eyes, Penelope retorted, "Mr. Archer, you're amusing. Must everything revolve around your terms?"

"Understand this: Diamoson Corp. enters with equal stakes. This collaboration is mutually beneficial; Diamoson Corp. isn't subordinate to the Archer family."

Penelope changed her riding gear and stepped out of the changing room, coincidentally encountering Warren and Dominic.

Dominic maintained an indifferent expression as he stood there, tolerating Warren's incessant chatter while she clung to his shoulders.

"How did you lose to that woman earlier?" Warren questioned, intrigued.

"You're the undefeated legend of the Seattle horse racing circuit. Did you intentionally let her win?"

"No,"

Dominic was impatient and wanted to depart from the place as swiftly as he could.

"That woman concealed her intentions masterfully. She never uttered a word about divorce before, yet here she is in Seattle, causing quite a stir in your presence. I wonder what her benefactor, Vincent, might think. Could he believe that you two are reigniting past flames?"

The moment those words escaped, a chilling glare emanated from Dominic's eyes as he fixed his gaze on Warren. One could almost say his eyes bore the intensity of a deadly stare.

"Curious? Go ask her yourself."