Chapter 283
Before anyone could even react, Miranda had already put down the rifle, packed up her things, and turned to Hannah, who was still in shock. “Let’s head back,” she said.
Hannah clung to Miranda’s arm with a playful pout. “Remember, I’m always gonna be your sweet little sis!”
With such an amazing sister, she was determined to be her one and only!
Miranda chuckled. “Alright, go pack your things. It’s time to go.”
Just then, Timothy returned to the surveillance room. He found Mr. Ashcroft staring intently at the monitor and asked, “Mr. Ashcroft, what are you watching?”
Mr. Ashcroft turned to face Timothy, who had just arrived, with a look of sympathy. “You have no idea what you just missed.”
Timothy was puzzled, a frown of confusion on his face. But it seemed Mr. Ashcroft wasn’t planning on spilling the beans. His gaze was full of something akin to pity.
Timothy was bewildered. What was Mr. Ashcroft keeping under wraps?
Miranda hadn’t originally planned on using the sniper rifle, but Timothy’s words had reminded her of her skills. So, she decided to indulge herself.
Most people were drawn to the lively sounds of drums and cheers from the other side of the shooting range. As a result, not many people witnessed her expert marksmanship, sparing her the hassle of being surrounded by onlookers.
Hannah, clinging to Miranda, glanced towards the other side of the range, her eyes glinting with curiosity. “Are we just leaving like this? Aren’t you gonna check it out, sis?”
“Watch two kids argue?” Miranda thought she’d only fuel their fire if she went over. It was better to stay away.
Those two always ended up in a spat whenever she was around. It was an old story by now. Still, she was a bit curious about Elian’s sudden appearance.
Even though Elian had sneaked into her room the other day to confess his feelings, to Miranda, it was just information. She knew she wasn’t one to fall easily.
She understood her detached strait; matters of romance never really held much weight in her life. Or she’d never considered it as something that would take up much of space in her.
Her life was filled with too many tasks and responsibilities, and the men who liked her were like fish in a stream, passing by one after another.
Elian was simply someone she tolerated more than others. She allowed him some leeway because he was handsome and had a great build.
As for Sebastian, she couldn’t figure him out and didn’t intend to. So, she chose to ignore him.
Seeing her sister leave, Hannah quickly followed, though her gaze lingered wistfully on the shooting range.
Oh, how she wanted to see the drama unfold.
After the two left, on the other side of the range, tensions were still high. The bullseye on both targets had hardly had a moment’s rest, testament to the sharpshooting skills of the two men.
As the final round concluded, Elian removed the magazine with one hand, smirking chilly. “After all these years, I see you haven’t lost your touch.”
Sebastian set his pistol aside, his voice calm. “Neither have you.”
The smile faded from Elian’s lips, his eyes sharp as ice. “If I had, you’d only see my corpse today.”
“So, your loss is just fate,” he added, his words layered with meaning.
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Sebastian remained silent. Years ago, Sebastian had also been sent to the military by his family, just like Elian, His shooting skills were excellent, matching Elian’s.
But when they left the military, he had lost to Elian.
“Well, I’m sorry, but I don’t believe in fate,” Sebastian replied coolly. Even behind his glasses, the chill of his gaze was palpable.
Elian addressed, “Today, I just want to tell you one thing.”
He turned to Sebastian, his voice low and cold as he continued, “Don’t pretend to be a freaking saint. I know exactly who you are. You can covet her, but you’d better not overstep or fall into my hands. Otherwise, I won’t hesitate to ensure the Everhart family has no heirs.”
A warning, and a threat. It didn’t surprise Sebastian that Elian seemed to know something.
“You have your path, and I have mine. What I decide to do isn’t for you to comment on, Mr. Elian Ashcroft,” Sebastian said, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Who I’m interested in is none of your concern.”
Their conversation held secrets known only to them. Suddenly, Elian raised his gun, aiming it at Sebastian, his gaze frosty.
Sebastian’s assistant broke into a cold sweat. “Mr. Elian Ashcroft, please, stay calm.”
These were real bullets! A shot could be fatal!
But Sebastian remained unfazed, a slight smirk of disdain on his lips. After a tense moment, Elian lowered his gun, tossing it aside before turning to leave.
“If you think you have what it takes, then go ahead and try.”
Defiant arrogance. The smile on Sebastian’s lips faded gradually, his eyes growing colder. He slowly removed his glasses, revealing a gaze as chilling as a winter storm.
A warning, and a threat. It didn’t surprise Sebastian that Elian seemed to know something.
“You have your path, and I have mine. What I decide to do isn’t for you to comment on, Mr. Elian Ashcroft,” Sebastian said, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Who I’m interested in is none of your concern.”
Their conversation held secrets known only to them. Suddenly, Elian raised his gun, aiming it at Sebastian, his gaze frosty.
Sebastian’s assistant broke into a cold sweat. “Mr. Elian Ashcroft, please, stay calm.”
These were real bullets! A shot could be fatal!
But Sebastian remained unfazed, a slight smirk of disdain on his lips. After a tense moment, Elian lowered his gun, tossing it aside before turning to leave.
“If you think you have what it takes, then go ahead and try.”
Defiant arrogance. The smile on Sebastian’s lips faded gradually, his eyes growing colder. He slowly removed his glasses, revealing a gaze as chilling as a winter storm.
A man who lived in constant light, what right did he have to judge him?
