Chapter 739:
By the end of the competition, his score was still a perfect zero.
He didnât bat an eye, unbothered, as if it didnât matter.
After firing his last shot, Rhys set the pistol down and walked slowly toward Fleming.
He knew Fleming wasnât trying to make things difficult like Fletcher and Clint.
âThank you, Fleming,â Rhys said.
Fleming snorted.
âYou really know how to emerge victorious in a competition, donât you?â His tone implied that Rhys had chosen the competition on his own terms, picking the one he was best at.
Fleming understood that even if Kareem, who regularly trained in the military, had participated in this shooting competition, Rhys might still have come out on top.
Hitting the bullseye every time was something Kareem could do with ease, but striking the same spot consistently? That was a whole different level.
Rhys offered a slight smile, choosing not to respond.
Harlee had specifically advised him to tread carefully in front of Fleming. Saying too much could lead to unnecessary mistakes. The last thing Rhys wanted was to provoke Fleming and face another test he might never pass.
Sure enough, when Rhys remained silent, Fleming didnât press him further, though his voice still dripped with disdain.
âBrenton and Kareem have already acknowledged you. Tonight, you and Harlee will return to the Sanderson residence. My father will have one final test for you. If you pass, the Green and Sanderson families can finally sit down and discuss your marriage with Harlee.
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Fail, and all these tests over the past few days will be for nothing.â
Rhys gave a small nod, his voice sincere.
âThank you.â He knew the only reason Fletcher, Clint, and Fleming were giving him a chance was because Harlee had said she liked him.
âDonât get too cocky. You might not end up with Harlee,â Fleming sneered, turning away with his hands casually tucked behind his back.
He didnât even bother to explain that his decision to let Rhys off the hook was actually because of Harlee.
Fleming simply couldnât be bothered to waste his energy building a deeper connection with Rhys.
In fact, when Fletcher had first proposed the tests, Fleming hadnât planned on making things difficult for Rhys.
It was all because of Harleeâs simple, straightforward declaration of her affection toward Rhys. Whether it was something thought to be out of reach or impossible, if Harlee wanted it, Fleming would move mountains to deliver.
After all, to him, Rhys was just a manâsomeone he didnât take seriously.
And on top of that, the medicine was ready. If Rhys dared to hurt Harlee, Fleming had a way of ensuring that Rhysâ bloodline would end before it ever had a chance to grow.
Watching Fleming walk away, a sudden, unsettling premonition gripped Rhys.
His body instinctively tensed, and he clenched his thighs.
Standing nearby, Hamilton sensed something was wrong.
He stepped closer, his brow furrowing with concern.
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