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

Chapter 852

Mirabella let out a soft sigh and admitted, "It's probably because the head instructor was around today."

Lisa, picking up on the hint, sneaked a glance at James, who wasn't standing too far from them. It did seem like his gaze was fixed on Mira during her shooting session.

"Man, tough luck for you," Lisa said, patting Mirabella on the shoulder. "If the head instructor was watching me, I probably wouldn't even score a six."

Mirabella just coughed softly, not saying a word.

Meanwhile, standing next to James, the instructor was staring at Mirabella's score of seven in disbelief. "That's odd. This girl shouldn't have just scored a seven." James, hands clasped behind his back, turned to him. "Why's that?"

The instructor's eyes narrowed, and he frowned. "Yesterday, this girl nailed the bullseye repeatedly right off the bat. Her shooting stance was solid, showing off some real talent. But today's performance... was just too average."

James's handsome face showed a flicker of surprise. The instructors at Prestige College were top-notch military elites, their judgment of talent was rarely wrong. If he said she had potential, it was probably true.

"Is she the student you mentioned to Sam yesterday?" James asked, piecing things together.

it's strange how today's

Could he have misjudged?

towards Mirabella. "Maybe she just outdid

to have a

well, talented students weren't that

the instructor

wrapped up, and the military

usually wasn't into these activities, the instructor approached him. "James, the training's pretty much over. If you

look and then said,

wanted to see the training through to the end. "Alright, I'll go take the

waiting for a response, the instructor turned and walked away, not

James wanted

James: "..."