The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 843

The instructor glanced at Sam, noticing his eyes were locked on Mirabella. He leaned in and whispered, "Sam, do you want to call that girl over?"

Sam, with his hands clasped behind his back, had a penetrating look under his thick eyebrows. Meanwhile, under Mirabella's guidance, Lisa squeezed the trigger, and the shot rang out.

Although it didn't hit the bullseye, it was pretty close. Still lying on the ground, Lisa stared at her score in disbelief, "Did... did my bullet actually fly straight??"

Mirabella shot her a sideways glance, stepped aside, and said nonchalantly, "Try again."

Lisa nodded, feeling a surge of confidence. She set up her rifle again, aimed, and fired. This time, without Mirabella's help, she completely missed the target.

Lisa sighed, "..."

Nothing.

a pleading

fingers to her forehead.

it once more. On the second try, Lisa paid close attention and felt like she finally got it. When she pulled the trigger again, she hit the

then shifted his gaze back and answered the instructor's earlier question, "No

up how the girl was

and insightful. She

further and leisurely strolled over to

had been keeping an eye on the instructor's movements. She noticed the sudden appearance of a stranger in

the Prestige College freshmen were real soldiers from

wouldn't want

her rifle, smoothly laid down, aimed, and fired in one fluid motion. Five bullets, four hits—definitely the best in

Howard stood up straight, her

We all learned together, but while we've missed several times, you've already hit the