The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 338

"She's so fast! I didn't even see her move-next thing I know, she already hit Mr. Cooper."

"It's not just her speed. Didn't you notice she kept faking out Hastings with all those feints?"

"This girl is way too sly."

...

They grumbled, but everyone knew Citrine had won this round.

"Fine, call it luck. Next up-shooting. Leo, you've got the best scores. You're up against her."

Leo stepped forward and led Citrine to the shooting range.

He glanced at her, feeling a bit like a bully for going up against someone so slight. Just before the round began, he hesitated and said, "Ladies first?”

"No need," Citrine replied coolly.

Leo decided not to push it. He raised his pistol, took aim, and fired three shots in

a row. All three punched through the dead center of the target.

chorus of

rings. That's

making

shot Citrine a smug smile. "See that?

look. Just

shoved Hastings aside. "Move.

stepped forward, looking at Citrine with a smirk. "Hey, Instructor Carmichael, have you even handled a gun

it? Want us to show you how it's

spare him a glance. She let out a cold laugh, then snapped the handgun together

glanced over her shoulder to check the target, spun around, and-one- handed-fired three shots behind

no one even bothered looking at

was just showing off and were ready to mock her-until Hastings

perfect scores, disbelief written all over his face. If he hadn't seen it himself, he wouldn't

finally looked-and were stunned into

said, ignoring their shock. She strode straight toward the next

next event was the spinning

Citrine stepped up without a word;

they both started

time, he pushed himself to a brutal hour and twenty minutes before he staggered off, dizzy and sick,

stayed on for another full hour, finally stepping off after two and a half