"Thank you, Brother Abel, I will definitely win the ranking!" Then she turned around and trotted towards the competition venue.

The Cavaliers who are about to compete gathered together and decided the order of appearance in the draw of lots. Parents, relatives and friends outside the field gathered together in groups of three or three, chatting.

This is also a small social event. Rich people are originally a small circle, and most of the people who appear here know each other.

Abel might even know some.

But he didn't pass by, standing there. He heard the old butler of Kate next to him suddenly whisper: "Miss has always missed Mr. Seifrosa very much. But there has been no news about you. Later, after you rose from the West Coast, every newspaper that praises you was kept in her closet by him."

"And you and her took a photo of her 11th birthday and were hanging next to the head of the lady's boudoir bed..."

"she……"

“…”

The old woman was nagging.

Abel smiled, and did not speak, but turned his eyes to the field.

The draw sorting on the field has ended, and the first dressage performer is ready to start. The sign not far away says the words "No. 5, Anna mg".

She hasn't arrived yet.

It was at this time.

suddenly……

"Mr. Seifrosa!"
Chapter completed!