Betrayed By Her Seven Protectors

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e for my first public counterattack. When the black Beaumont Ranch truck pulled up to the main

behind it. Preston Hayes leaned over, flashing me a b

im, pointedly ignoring the stunned silence

his voice full of genuine concern

ps for the first time in days. "But I think

ulling a platinum credit car

t. I have my own money." My words were for him, but they were aimed a

ain event was the sale of a magnificent black stallion named

to see Savannah, clinging to Sterling's arm, her eyes wide

wanted the stallion. And she w

ace, whispering something to Sterling. He glanced at me,

up, his bid confident and strong. A few

ousand," the au

fty," I said, my vo

aze snapped to mine, his eyes narrowed with disbelief and f

," Sterling bit out,

ing Preston a small, reassuring smile. He

hat's Harrison Beaumont's girl... bidding against her own

of a heartbroken victim. "It's okay, Sterling," she whispered, loud enough for t

o her. I was the villain, the cruel

declared, his eyes locked on mine,

n. "You sure abo

," I whis

nd," Sterling shot b

e. This wasn't about a horse anymore. This was about power. It was ab

ce ringing through

llion d