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

Chapter 844

As the instructor approached, he gave a quick nod and turned to Howard. "Have you done any shooting practice before?" he asked.

He had just seen her practicing at the range, and while her movements were noticeable, they seemed more about showing off than actual skill.

Howard met his gaze and nodded. "Yeah, I've been to a shooting range with friends a few times. So, I've got a bit of practice."

No wonder.

The instructor nodded thoughtfully. "Your stance and aiming are a bit flashy. The girl in the next group, Mirabella, has good technique. You could learn a thing or two from her. With your experience, you'll probably pick it up quicker than the others."

He gestured towards Mirabella's direction.

Howard followed his gaze and knew immediately who he was talking about, even without a name. What did he mean by flashy? Her moves were precise and on point. If anyone was being flashy, it was Mirabella.

Showing off and flaunting skills—how could the instructor not see that?

Feeling a bit miffed but not showing it, Howard nodded humbly. "Thanks for the tip. I'll ask her for some advice."

The instructor acknowledged her with a hum, then turned to give some pointers to other students. Seeing Sam finish his phone call, he walked back over to him.

without glancing at the students, said to the instructor, "I need

the instructor nodded repeatedly.

in response, turned around, and walked briskly off the

at the Mathematics and Technology Faculty

**

drove

and

a few days a year," Donald

at home, Sam sat upright on the sofa. "I've

son's demanding career. "How long are

Sam replied, taking a small sip from

looked disappointed. "That

coughed, and changed the subject.

Don't ask me," Donald replied,

mention of Emmitt.

his

just for show;

the