Chapter 560
Vania propped up her gun, looking like she was training her aim as she muttered under her breath,
"Oh, man. My aim''s still off."
Hearing those words, Yvonne could havebusted on the spot. If your aim''s still off then how did you
hit thest seven ten-rings?
Turning around, Vania called out girlishly to Hanson, "Darling, you have to help me work on this."
"Okay," Hanson replied with a nod, though he was secretly worried that he had more to work on than
she did.
The more innocent and hapless Vania was, the angrier Yvonne became. "Did you cheat?"
"ountability is all part and parcel of adulthood, and I would never resort to cheating for the sake of
winning a game," Vania pointed out, the expression on her face seemingly implied that Yvonne was no
match for her and thus she did not have to cheat to win.
Insulted, Yvonne turned red with rage and snapped, "A quick check is all we need to know if you''ve
been cheating all this while." She nced at the attendant standing at the side and pointed at him,
ordering, "Go and check if there''s something wrong with the target board!"
The attendant did as he was told, and he inspected every corner of the board beforeing back to
Yvonne and reported, "Everything is untampered."
Untampered? Shock and embarrassment colored Yvonne''s face.
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Upon seeing this, Vania suggested with a warm smile, "Maybe you can try switching ces and see if
your luck gets better."
Yvonne red at her, furious that she had allowed Vania to humiliate her like this, and bit out through
gritted teeth, "Fine."
She stood at Vania''s position, took aim, then fired. Sure enough, she hit a ten-ring, and the results were
so astonishing that even she was rendered speechless for a moment. Maybe this shooting point is the
source of Vania''s luck!
When it was Vania''s turn, however, she was so tired that she did not bother standing up. She propped
her chin up in one hand as she sat on the lounge chair and sipped her juice. "I guess that means I will
be trying to shoot from Miss Kepler''s position."
She toyed with the gun in her hand for a brief second, then pulled the trigger thrice in rapid session
without even looking at Yvonne''s target board, much less aim at it. Before anyone could register the
shots, she was done, and the mechanical voice filled the air. "Ten-ring, ten-ring, ten-ring."
Everyone''s eyes widened. Huh? Is the machine broken?
They looked at Vania, only to see her blowing invisible smoke off the barrel of her gun as she drawled,
"I''m done with my ten shots. Take your time, Miss Kepler. We''ve got all day."
So the machine was working just fine earlier? Everyone was in disbelief.
Meanwhile, Yvonne felt as if all that had happened just now was like a dream and her hands trembled
ever so slightly. She saw no point in trying to outdo Vania now, not when the girl had gotten a ten-ring
for ten out of ten shots she fired. At this point, she could drag out this game until the sun went down
and she would still lose.
When Vania saw the odd way everyone was looking at her, she asked bewilderedly, "Why are you all
looking at me like that?"
Upon hearing her speak, Bryan swallowed and quickly reached to grab her arm before eximing,
"You''re a legend, Vania! Come on, give me some of your luck!"
April winced when he saw how tantly oblivious Bryan was. He marched up to him and pulled him
back by the cor, detaching him and his vise-like grip from Vania. If not, Hanson would probably cut
his hands off before they could even get back to their game.
"Hey, stop pulling!" Bryan protested, annoyed that April butted in while he was attempting to get Vania''s
luck to rub off on him.
April gazed at him steadily. Guess he still doesn''t know what the devil is like when he''s at work. Bless
this poor, ignorant child... Resigned, he said, "Don''t rough up Vania."
Bryan blinked, then argued, "I didn''t do anything!" At least, not that he knew of.
Suddenly realizing that there was no saving this boy from Hanson''s wrath, April gave up and sighed,
then left Bryan to perish on his own.
Thomas, on the other hand, was more than aware of how possessive Hanson could get. In fact,
Hanson''s cool, dark gaze was fixed on Bryan''s hand right now.
Unfortunately for Bryan, he did not sense the danger that was approaching him soon as he continued
to cling onto Vania while grinning stupidly.