Chapter 1800
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"She injured Axel's right hand. How's he supposed to take part in the shooting test now?" Axel's father was fuming, glaring at Mirabella as if he could breathe fire.
This was supposed to be the Davis family's heir assessment!
How could she just go ahead and mess up his son's hand like that? Nick shot a look at Axel, "Hey, anything goes in a fight. Axel himself said it."
Axel froze at Nick's words, at a loss for a comeback.
But Axel's dad wasn't having any of it. "Anything goes? So, you're saying targeting my son's right hand wasn't intentional? Is that it?"
He had clearly yelled for her to stop, yet she hadn't let his son off the hook.
How could he accept such a flimsy excuse?
Axel's father took a deep breath, noticing a few elders approaching. He clenched his fists, nodded at them, and pointed at Axel's injured hand, "Elders, please, do justice for my son."
The head elder, his hands behind his back, glanced between Axel's family and Mirabella and Nick, his expression unreadable. "If you can't hold your own, don't come out and make a fool of yourself."
Axel's father's eyes widened in disbelief, "Head Elder, my son was supposed to take the shooting test soon..."
"If he knew there was a test, he should've thought about the risks before
accepting a challenge. He's got no one to blame but himself," the head elder said without a hint of sympathy.
He might have hoped Axel would take down Keir's niece, but clearly, Axel was the one who slipped up.
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Plus, the Davis family had strict rules: if you accept a challenge, you accept the risks, even if they're life-threatening.
"You can't just dismiss this. Miss Mira aimed to ruin my son's hand!" Axel's father tried again.
"Enough. You'd better use this time to find a doctor for your son's hand," the head elder replied, impatience creeping into his voice.
He checked his watch, ignored Axel and his father, and turned to the crowd, "The shooting test is about to start. If you need to get ready, get to it. Stophanging around here Seeing the matter was settled, Axel's father left reluctantly with Axel. s
As for the shooting test, that was probably off the table now.
The head elder shook his head, unimpressed by the turn of events.
Keir's niece was something else. Her swift move to disable Axel's hand had
definitely made a statement among the family.
Looking back, Axel had just been a stepping stone, gift-wrapped and all.
*Meanwhile, in the surveillance room.
"Told you Miss Mira's got skills. She doesn't need us to step in," Grady, dressed in sleek black gear, said with
la proud grin, replaying the clip of Mirabella effortlessly taking out Axel's right hand. s
In front of him was a man in a wheelchair, listening to Grady's tone like he was some kind of expert on faded
Miss Mira The man's smet
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"I didn't realize you were so savvy?" the man's voice was icy.
Grady, still catching up, asked, "Sir, what did you say?"
The man's face was stone-cold. "Hmph."
Grady: "..."
Did I mess up somewhere?