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

Chapter 1705

Mirabella casually reached for another gun on the table, lifting it up like she was aiming at some invisible target in the air. Catching James's eye, she casually explained, "If you're gonna learn, might as well make it a challenge, right?"

Cassie, standing nearby, immediately felt her earlier annoyance at being called slow disappear. Sure, he wanted to pick his own gun, but he trusted his sister's expertise. Whatever she picked was the best choice for him, no doubt. After all, how could someone clueless handle something tricky?

Cassie quickly urged Wyatt to take him to the shooting range. Wyatt, knowing the kid had never held a gun before, figured they'd start in the simulation room to get him comfortable. But Cassie wasn't having it.

With no other option, Wyatt led him straight to the live ammo range. He was ready to teach patiently, determined to make sure the kid learned, no matter how long it took. After all, Ms. Mirabella herself had asked him to!

Mirabella watched them leave, then spun the gun in her hand with a laid-back flair, looking effortlessly cool.

"Wanna have some fun?" James asked, raising an eyebrow and nodding toward the range.

Mirabella shrugged, clearly not interested. "Nah." Basic pistols didn't excite her; they were more like toys.

lack of interest, James signaled to an attendant to bring in something

at the sight. She picked up one, her fingers gently tracing its body. "Is this the upgraded MR

the old model

design not only improved sensitivity but probably amped up the power too. "Did you make these changes?" she asked, lifting the

grabbing the other sniper rifle. "I've even tested

Mirabella said, genuinely impressed by the technical expertise.

headed to the training room

all the gear they'd need. James handed Mirabella some noise-canceling, shock-absorbing earplugs. "Fancy

turned to him, eyebrow arched. "What's on

his sleeve, showing a bit of his wrist, his voice smooth

I lose, you