Chapter 1795

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When the topic of shooting came up, the Elder breathed a small sigh of relief. "True enough," he said. After all, the shooting test was pretty much custom-made for Penelope. Her talent was so impressive that even the military had once tried to recruit her. So, there was no reason to worry there.

Up on stage, Penelope found herself being pushed back by Mirabella's relentless attacks. The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth, but she forced it down. Seeing Mirabella across from her, calm and unruffled, Penelope couldn't help but recall Nick's earlier plea for her to go easy.

"Voluntarily surrendering? What a joke," she thought, her expression icy as she struggled to believe how Nick, once so quiet and reserved, could turn so shameless.

"You and your sister really know how to put on a show," Penelope remarked coldly.

"Just doing my part," Mirabella replied with a nod, determined to end things quickly. She didn't give Penelope a moment to breathe, pushing until Penelope's technique crumbled completely.

"Sorry, you lost," Mirabella declared.

Penelope glanced down, her eyes narrowing as she realized her right foot had crossed the line. For a moment, she seemed stunned. When she looked up again, Mirabella was already turning away, stepping gracefully off the stage. Her cool, elegant demeanor drew every eye in the room.

Clearly, this first show of strength had put Mirabella firmly on the Davis family's radar. Penelope dropped her gaze, hiding her emotions, and quietly left the stage. Back in her seat, she sat silent and expressionless, creating an atmosphere so thick that no one dared to speak to her.

Meanwhile, as soon as Mirabella stepped down, she caught a 'look' from her brother. Mirabella just sighed internally. Sometimes being too good at something wasn't always a blessing.

Nick had a million questions swirling in his head but the one that stood out was, "Sis, do you even know how to shoot?"

Not knowing his own sister's strengths was baffling for him. Everyone knew he was usually pretty tight-lipped, otherwise, he might've slipped up right then. Newest update provided by find?novel.net

Mirabella paused for a second, "During college, we had some shooting training in orientation. Picked up a thing or two."

Nick knew some colleges offered shooting practice, so he didn't question her casual claim. He castra glance at Penelope, who was sitting a little ways off and whispered "Penelope's a crack shot. This part's practically made for her. But since you've already beaten herin combat, no big deal if you lose in shooting." s

Mirabella just nodded, offering a laid-back "mm."

Soon enough, it was Nick's turn to take the stage.

"Knock 'em dead, Nick," Mirabella called after him, even forming a heart with her fingers to cheer him on. Nick caught her gesture and felt a wave of pressure. But then he realized it didn't really matter if he lost; his sister had already secured a win. With that, the pressure

vanished.

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Nick faced off against another top-tier Davis family member, and the two seemed

to be on par with each other.

As Mirabella watched the match, her phone vibrated softly on the chair next to her. Although it was barely audible, she noticed right away. She glanced at it and saw a Messenger call from James. Her eyes narrowed slightly; rather than answering, she sent back a quick text. s