After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 674

Sylvia didn't decline her invitation. "Since you like those sports. I'll join you, Miss Saunders."

Isla looked Sylvia up and down, feeling that Sylvia was trying too hard to appear calm. She must be deliberately pretending to be composed. Can a woman from a small place like Larro compete with her in these high-end activities? Shooting, horseback riding? She definitely can't. So Isla was secretly proud, she must let Sylvia see what a real celebrity is.

She then said to Sylvia, "Shall we just go and play a game? Have a competition?"

As they were talking, the manager of the club approached them.

Isla often came over to play with a group of Urgford's young masters and young ladies.

The manager immediately greeted her with enthusiasm, "Miss Saunders, you're here."

He glanced at Sylvia and saw a stranger's face. "Who is this...?"

"This is Miss Sylvia," Isla introduced, and then said to the manager, “Take us to the shooting range."

"Okay, okay. Please come this way, ladies," the manager said quickly. After arriving at the shooting range, Isla suppressed the discomfort in her chest and said to Sylvia, "Wait for me. I need to go to the restroom.” She walked quickly into the bathroom and immediately started vomiting into the toilet.

pretending or is she really not feeling well? She doesn't seem uncomfortable

vomiting for a

to rinse her mouth a few

must also be uncomfortable, but she

Isla thought about it, she

up. After feeling that she looked better, she pretended to be calm and walked out as if nothing had happened. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

the racecourse, there are not only shooting ranges but also other entertainment venues such

all entertainment projects

from time to time, there are some people familiar to Isla,

is Sylvia's first time here. The shooting range is quite large and there are many young masters and some beautiful women, including internet celebrities, accompanying them

has been

in competitions here, Sylvia raised an eyebrow.

top-notch. Once the arrows are shot,

often came to play this game; she picked up the bow and arrow and adjusted it professionally. Sylvia just glanced at it before

Andrews, why don't we play something simpler?" Isla thought to herself that this country bumpkin probably hasn't played

at her