Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 700

“This will be a breeze...” Ben took out another dart in full confidence.

“Without touching the stem!” added Charlotte.

For a split second, Ben was dumbfounded. Looking at Morgan with the rose in her lips with just a little stem poking out, he registered the difficulty in hitting the stem without harming the person.

Now he couldn't even hit the stem, but had to drop the petals on the ground?

She just had to make things harder. Ben gritted his teeth.

“Why? Not up for the challenge?” Charlotte raised her eyebrow, mocking. “It's not too late for you to back down.”

Everyone else in the room had stopped whatever they were doing, focusing all their attention on the little competition between the Nachts and the Lindbergs. Some even brought their drinks, hoping for a good show. How could Ben possibly back down now?

“Of course not,” answered Ben instantly. “Challenge accepted.”

“Show them how it's done, Ben!” cheered Marino.

He had been mocked and humiliated by Morgan, the fire of his rage is still burning hot. Right then and there, Marino hoped that Ben would restore their integrity.

at the men,

a stern look towards the men, “If

that?” Zachary raised

worry Mr. Nacht.” Ben frowned. Even though he knew

to Ben and raised her eyebrow

“No need for that. Ladies first,” he

a few strides back, allowing the distance between her and Morgan to be a good twenty meters. Narrowing her eyes, she aimed the dart towards the rose in Morgan's

the center of the rose. The liquid on the flower splashed all over

she reopened them, a few shredded bits

few merchants

aim was sharp and precise. The dart only pierced through the petals, and the stem did not even move. The dart finally landed on

at

towards the position where Lupine stood. He aimed his dart and drew his hand back, prepare to shoot. Before he could,

at a loss for words. “Why didn't you say

messy bottom half held together by the sepals. If they weren't

didn't hit it either just now.”

frustration. But with all eyes on him, he decided to not pick

in a cold sweat, feeling