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.

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!