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Chapter 674

Chapter 674

Sylvia didn't decline her invitation. "Since you like those sports. I'll join you, Miss Saunders."

Isla looked Sylvia up and down, feeling that Sylvia was trying too hard to appear calm. She must be

deliberately pretending to be composed.

Can a woman from a small place like Larro compete with her in these high-end activities? Shooting,

horseback riding? She definitely can't.

So Isla was secretly proud, she must let Sylvia see what a real celebrity is.

She then said to Sylvia, "Shall we just go and play a game? Have a competition?"

As they were talking, the manager of the club approached them.

Isla often came over to play with a group of Urgford's young masters and young ladies.novelbin

The manager immediately greeted her with enthusiasm, "Miss Saunders, you're here."

He glanced at Sylvia and saw a stranger's face. "Who is this...?"

"This is Miss Sylvia," Isla introduced, and then said to the manager, "Take us to the shooting range."

"Okay, okay. Please come this way, ladies," the manager said quickly.

After arriving at the shooting range, Isla suppressed the discomfort in her chest and said to Sylvia,

"Wait for me. I need to go to the restroom."

She walked quickly into the bathroom and immediately started vomiting into the toilet.

Is that Sylvia pretending or is she really not feeling well? She doesn't seem uncomfortable despite

driving so fast.

Isla felt increasingly unhappy and ended up vomiting for a while before finally feeling some relief.

She walked out of the cubicle and then took some water to rinse her mouth a few times before feeling a

little more comfortable.

Damn it. Sylvia must also be uncomfortable, but she is forcing herself to pretend otherwise.

As soon as Isla thought about it, she felt much better in her heart.

She looked at herself in the mirror and took out a lipstick from her bag to touch up. After feeling that

she looked better, she pretended to be calm and walked out as if nothing had happened.

Inside the racecourse, there are not only shooting ranges but also other entertainment venues such as

billiard rooms, chess and card rooms, and golf courses.

It covers almost all entertainment projects and is very lively.

And from time to time, there are some people familiar to Isla, all of whom are young gentlemen from

Urgford.

This is Sylvia's first time here. The shooting range is quite large and there are many young masters

and some beautiful women, including internet celebrities, accompanying them inside.

Shooting is both handsome and cool to play, so it has been deeply loved by these upper circles in

recent years.

The archery used in movies and TV shows is similar to the one used in competitions here, Sylvia raised

an eyebrow. Playing with this kind of bow and arrow? That sounds interesting.

This is usually a place for the rich and famous. So naturally, everything here is top-notch. Once the

arrows are shot, a high-tech screen will directly report on their performance and display how many

rings they hit for everyone to see.

Isla often came to play this game; she picked up the bow and arrow and adjusted it professionally.

Sylvia just glanced at it before trying to pull it back.

"Miss Andrews, why don't we play something simpler?" Isla thought to herself that this country bumpkin

probably hasn't played with the bow and arrow even once?

Sylvia looked at her calmly. "Sure."

"Let's make it three games out of two wins," Isla continued speaking. "I invited you here; you can go

first."

Sylvia blinked her eyes. "Miss Saunders, you first. I'm not in a hurry."

She looked stunning when she appeared on the archery field, immediately attracting many people's

attention.

So cool! She became the focus of attention instantly.

Unconsciously, their competition attracted many people's attention.

Isla wanted to show off deliberately. She didn't refuse but walked straight up onto the shooting platform,

then squinted her eyes aiming at an arrow target not far away from them.

Her way of holding onto the bow and arrow was very standard while being beautiful already.

"Nine rings!"

A mechanical voice sounded directly on the big screen.

Everyone looked at this achievement in shock.

After all, archery tests arm strength significantly among girls; this result is considered good enough!

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