Chapter 674


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


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


    deliberately pretending to beposed.


    Can a woman from a small ce like Larropete with her in these high-end activities? Shooting,


    horseback riding? She definitely can''t.


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


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


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


    I often came over to y with a group of Urgford''s young masters and youngdies.


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


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


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


    "Okay, okay. Pleasee this way,dies," the manager said quickly.


    After arriving at the shooting range, I suppressed the difort 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 ufortable despite


    driving so fast.


    I 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 morefortable.


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


    As soon as I 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 I, all of whom are young gentlemen from


    Urgford.


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


    and some beautiful women, including inte celebrities, apanying them inside.


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


    recent years.


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


    an eyebrow. ying with this kind of bow and arrow? That sounds interesting.Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    This is usually a ce 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 disy how many


    rings they hit for everyone to see.


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


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


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


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


    Sylvia looked at her calmly. "Sure."


    "Let''s make it three games out of two wins," I 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, theirpetition attracted many people''s attention.


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


    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!