Chapter 254: Chapter 254 - 243: A Little Comparison

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“It’s no wonder she’s Third Master’s girlfriend. Not only is she beautiful, but her marksmanship is also impressive.” People around Bonnie Maxwell were amazed, completely ignoring her reaction.

They went on praising, “Marksmanship that can match Third Master’s is indeed nothing short of divine presence.”

Bonnie’s hand that hung by her side clenched tightly, the veins on the back of her hand bulging. Even her jawline tightened from biting her teeth.

She never expected that this woman… this woman was so good at using a gun.

How could it be, how is it possible.

How could a wild girl from the countryside have such marksmanship.

“Indeed, excellent people should be with other excellent people,” someone beside her said. “They truly are a perfect match.”

Bonnie suddenly looked at the person beside her, her eyes seemingly reddened by jealousy, radiating endless malice. Her voice was restrained to the point of being stiff and hoarse, “Do you have nothing else to do?”

The person beside her was startled, instinctively taking a step back, somewhat baffled. They had just been fine, but now she was like this.

He didn’t investigate further, merely giving her another puzzled glance before saying, “Commander asked me to call Kevin Clark and Arthur North, I’ll go first.

Bonnie wanted to respond, but her throat was too dry and painful, she couldn’t utter a sound, she could only watch the person walk away.

She stood there, taking deep breaths to adjust her emotions.

She watched the person who had just been standing beside her, calling Kevin Clark and Arthur North.

She watched Kevin Clark, Arthur North, and Allonzo Hobson leave together.

Before leaving, Kevin Clark caressed Daisy Zane’s face, talked to Michael Jackson and Juan Wright for a while, and then left.

So, one day… the man who had no room for women in his heart would also be so tender towards a woman, showering her with love, caring, adoration in every way.

This Daisy Zane was truly something, able to make a man’s eyes full of her and only her.

If she had known Kevin Clark was conquerable, she wouldn’t have endured hardships at the military district. She should have stayed by his side, using some enchanting methods instead.

She tried so hard to be worthy of him, wanting him to look at her more.

She couldn’t just let someone else snatch him away.

If he could like a woman, then she must also find a way for him to fall for her.

“Sister, what are you doing?”

As Bonnie was thinking, a voice suddenly appeared behind her, startling her.

Recognizing the voice, she knew it was her younger brother, George Maxwell.

She turned around, not bothering to hide the disgust, jealousy, unwillingness, and ambition in her eyes. She bluntly said, “What am I doing? When did you learn to walk so silently? Are you trying to scare someone to death?”

George looked at her shivering and glanced at the emotions in her eyes. He casually said, “You were lost in thought and didn’t notice me. Why are you mad? Tell your brother what’s bothering you.”

Though he was only two years younger than her and a notorious playboy, they had always had a good relationship as siblings.

Bonnie looked at him, not expecting him to help her with anything. She just wanted to rant about her troubles and vent, “That woman. Kevin Clark’s girlfriend.” George squinted at her, “I can’t see her face clearly, but her body looks great.” “It’s Daisy Zane.”

“Oh. That celebrity, I know her, she’s very beautiful. So, she’s Kevin Clark’s girlfriend.”

“Yeah.”

George looked at her again, then laughed, “Are you mad just because of this? A mere celebrity, aside from being beautiful, she has nothing else. She wants to become part of the Clark family.”

Bonnie didn’t say anything.

George continued, “Sister, when did you start caring about people like this? Guys, they love to play around. Wait until he gets tired of all the flashy girls outside. The one he marries must be an all-round outstanding woman who can bear the title of housemistress.

Before, Bonnie also thought so. But today, she suddenly changed her mind. There had never been a moment where her sense of crisis was as strong as it was now.

This woman was not simple, not simple at all.

Although she couldn’t quite figure out why someone from Cold Green Village would have such marksmanship, she had to be on guard.

“Her marksmanship is very good.” Bonnie Maxwell said, “Almost on par with

Kevin Clark.”

“Really?” George Maxwell was surprised for a moment, then looked at Daisy Zane from a distance and said, “Doesn’t look like it.’

The two fell silent for a moment, and George Maxwell said again, “So, this means you’re unhappy about it.”

Bonnie Maxwell didn’t say anything, just tacitly agreed.

George Maxwell laughed and said, “Sister, you grew up here too. There’s no way she could steal the spotlight.’

Bonnie Maxwell looked up at him.

“So what if she has good marksmanship?” George Maxwell said, “You’ve also been playing with guns since you were little. Do you remember the games we used to play as kids?”

A fleeting smile flashed through Bonnie Maxwell’s eyes.

George Maxwell also smiled and said, “Let’s go and claim the stage back. Let everyone see who is truly capable of becoming Mrs. Clark.”

After satisfying her urge to try her hand at shooting, Daisy Zane sat in the back and watched James Collins and the others play.

As she watched them, she talked to Charles Amos, telling him to honor these uncles and brothers in the future.

Charles Amos nodded, saying that he would set aside a pension for each of them.

Juan Wright laughed and said, “Why not just open a nursing home and put us all inside? That way, when we’re old, we can all stay together.”

Daisy Zane laughed and said, “That’s not a bad idea.”

As they were chatting, a whistle sounded nearby. Daisy Zane and the others looked up.

They saw Bonnie Maxwell and a man walking over.

The two of them looked about fifty to sixty percent alike. Although Daisy Zane had never seen the man, she could guess that he and Bonnie Maxwell were related by blood.

Michael Jackson and Juan Wright’s expressions changed.

They both knew that back then, only a few people had heard that Bonnie Maxwell had been designated as the future wife of Third Master.

Even Thomas Firway still believed that Bonnie Maxwell should be Third Master’s wife.

The appearance of these two people here now clearly meant they were up to no good.

Michael Jackson and Juan Wright immediately walked up to them and smiled, “Miss Maxwell, Young Master Maxwell, the Third Master has just been called away by the Commander and is not here.”

George Maxwell smiled and said, “It’s alright, we’re not looking for Third

Master. We just saw a large crowd here and wanted to join in the excitement.” Juan Wright rubbed his hands together and laughed, “Young Master Maxwell, when Third Master left, he specifically ordered that no one else is allowed to come near. Please don’t make things difficult for us as his subordinates.” “How could we be considered ‘others!?” George Maxwell insisted.

Bonnie Maxwell, on the other hand, directly went to pick up a revolver. Juan

Wright wanted to stop her, but when he saw her pick up the gun, he and Michael Jackson immediately shielded Daisy Zane and Charles Amos behind them.

Bonnie Maxwell looked at their actions, chuckled softly, and then focused on loading six bullets into the revolving handgun.

After loading, she aimed at the target in the distance.

She fired six shots, each one in the 10-ring.

James Collins, standing next to her, watched her and said with a slight lift of his beautiful peach blossom eyes, “Not bad.”

“This is called ‘not bad,’ my friend, you don’t understand.” George Maxwell said.

“This level of skill, I don’t quite understand.” James Collins disassembled a handgun next to him and then began reassembling it, “After all, I started with this level of skill when I first handled guns.”

“Shameless boasting.” Bonnie Maxwell said.

James Collins knew that she had come to make trouble as soon as this woman walked over and glanced at his sister. So, he didn’t bother being polite. He shrugged his shoulders, “What I know is that mediocre people can’t understand us geniuses.”

Bonnie Maxwell glanced at him again, ignoring him, and looked directly at Daisy Zane, saying, “Do you dare to compete?”