Chapter 1150
At the end of last year, since a very important client was crazy about shooting, she accompanied Marcus for some shooting training.
Marcus was a real prodigy. Even though he hadnât touched a gun in ages, all he needs was a quick refresher and he was nailing the target, no problem.
Comelia, on the other hand, she was the one who put in the grunt work.
She had never even held a gun before. When she first started training with Marcus, her shots were way off, like a few feet off the mark.
Cornelia could still remember the look Marcus gave her. It was like he was looking at a total moron, probably thought she was the worst shooter he had
ever seen
Feeling like a complete joke because of her poor shooting skills, Cornelia decided to pull herself together and put in more effort. So she practiced on the down low. As for how well she did, the look of surprise on Marcusâ face when he saw her shooting again said it all.
After a lot of thinking, Cornelia made her choice, âShooting.â
Wyatt, who was driving, burst out laughing, âYou probably donât know that Brian has won a ton of shooting competitions since he was a kid
Alexa, riding shotgun, looked a bit worried, âNelly, are you sure you donât want to switch to something else?â
Cornelia said, âYou think I could beat him in rock climbing or sprinting?â
Wyatt said. âProbably not. Emily, donât make it hard for Nelly, let her choose a couple more events.â
Brian looked at Cornelia, didnât say a word, but his eyes said it all, âNo matter how many more events you add, youâre still gonna lose.â
Indeed, Cornelia didnât have the confidence to beat him in any other events. The only shot she had was, well, shooting. âI choose shootingâ
Brian said, âAlright.â
Emily said, âNelly, you go girl! You can totally pull off a miracle, beat Brian whoâs bagged countless shooting awards.â
Cornelia wasnât sure if she was seeing things, but she thought she saw a hint of cunning in Emilyâs innocent eyes.
Soon enough, Cornelia found out, they might have all been in on a prank against her. The place they brought her to, was a recreational centre at the border between the Capital and other cities. This place, Cornelia had heard of it before; it was quite exclusive, only certain people could get in. To the outsiders, it was a real mystery.
After getting off the car, she first entered a garden. Following the garden path, she saw a cluster of Europeanâstyle vintage buildings; she felt like she had travelled back a few centuries. She kept walking, and found a lawn that seemed to stretch on forever. To the right of the lawn, there was a shooting range, with staff waiting for them.
After the bet, none of them got in touch with the place, but the staff were all ready to welcome them. So, Cornelia confirmed her suspicion, these four brothers were definitely playing a trick on her.
Did they want her to lose? Did they want to make a fool of her? Or did they want to show off their authority?
No matter the reason, Cornelia told herself she absolutely couldnât lose.
When they were getting ready, Brianâs towering figure blocked Corneliaâs way, âIf you surrender now, I can let you off.â
Cornelia gave a slight smile, âSince I was a kid, my grandma always told me that thereâs no shame in losing, the real shame is not having the courage to compete.â
Brian said, âThen donât go crying to Augustine like a little kid after you lose.â
Cornelia replied, âYou worried Iâll tell my grandpa that you guys ganged up on me?â
Brian didnât say a word.
Cornelia, âAs a real man, if you dare to do it, you should dare to own up to it. Whatâs there to be afraid of?â
Brian said, âYouâre right, but Iâll make you cry for mercy
âGot anything else to say? See you on the field.â Cornelia walked past Brian and let the staff help her get ready for shooting.