Chelsea and Murillo then followed Steven inside.All the way, Steven's face was very solemn, and Chelsea didn't dare to ask more. As they walked, she found that the place Steven was leading them to was not the residence, but the racecourse behind it.Chelsea frowned, whispering, "Steven, did we take a wrong turn?""No, we didn’t", Steven said softly, "Ms. Boyle was right here."Soon, they arrived at the stable. Chelsea immediately saw the old lady sitting outside Ted's stable, hale and hearty, holding an apple and muttering softly."Just take a bite, sweetheart, look at you, your fur has lost its shine, your face has elongated, if you lose any more weight, you'll become ugly, and then Chelsea won't come to see you anymore."Ted made a neigh sound, impatiently stomping his hooves, as if he was throwing a tantrum."Just take a bite, you haven't pooped in two days, you're driving me crazy."Chelsea...Didn't they say grandma Gloria couldn't hold on any longer?Where? How? Who said that?
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