Chapter 176

She gave Emma a sidelong glance, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Clearly, you've been bingeing on way too much trashy drama. No wonder your brain's full of melodrama." She was genuinely worried—if Emma dared to say that wild theory in front of Ethan, he might start scheming against her. After all, besides the supposedly 'dead' Faye, only Mara and Ethan knew the truth. But instead of getting defensive, Emma just laughed and shot back breezily, "Well, doesn't that mean you watch all those dramas too? Otherwise, how would you know that’s what they’re called?" "..." Cassandra opened her mouth but had nothing to fire back with. The two of them chatted and joked all the way back to the equestrian club, their mood light. As they neared the stables, Cassandra spotted a tall man in a deep burgundy suit vest standing beside the paddock—like he'd just stepped out of some aristocratic costume drama. His sharp haircut, finely chiseled features, and the cool, commanding air around him made heads tu