Chapter: 803

As Norah geared up to respond, Amabel jumped in first, then realizing her misstep, she quickly covered her mouth, her smile sheepish.

"Oops, sorry, Miss Wilson, that wasn't aimed at you. I was just talking about Kennedy's skills, nothing else."

Norah grinned slightly. “Mr. Hayes does have quite the reputation; no wonder Miss Morris is wary. I'm self-taught in shooting, so yeah, I'm not on his level."

"Sean thinks highly of you. Don't doubt yourself. Let's see what you've got in a little friendly competition!"

“Why keep it between just the two of you? With six of us, it could be a blast to make it a group thing," Amabel proposed.

Susanna raised her hand. “You guys go ahead; shooting isn't really my thing."

Due to health concerns, she was barred from handling anything deemed hazardous.

Spencer had only accompanied his sister here, but now he was interested upon hearing about the competition.

Competitive spirits often flared up in the presence of a challenge.

Observing Norah, Amabel couldn't shake the feeling of superiority, assuming she was merely riding on Sean's admiration. With years of shooting experience and Kennedy's guidance, Amabel deemed herself far superior to Norah, who had learned independently.

Confident in her abilities, she was sure she could outshine and defeat Norah.

In Susanna's absence, Phillip eagerly filled her spot, joining the others in the competition.

Kennedy chuckled. "With this many contenders, let's sweeten the deal.

Grab what's in my safe, would you?"

After a few minutes, someone emerged carrying an item.

"This jade bracelet is worth over three million Let's see can win and snag it."

Nestled in the jewelry box, the jade bracelet shimmered with a pure white hue, streaked with delicate lines of black, like ink swirling in water-a sight of mesmerizing beauty.

At the sight of the jewelry, Amabel's eyes sparkled. She playfully pinched Spencer's waist.

Rubbing his waist, Spencer let out a nervous chuckle, feeling the weight of everyone's eyes on him.

"Amabel, why'd you do that?" Spencer muttered in hushed voice.

"Kennedy's really bringing out the big guns. You better step up your game. I've got my sights set on that bracelet," she whispered, imagining the elegance of wearing such a treasure.

Having witnessed Norah's skills firsthand at the Glamour Club the previous night, Susanna had no doubt. “Norah, you've got this! That bracelet is practically calling your name!"

Sean nodded in agreement. He had every confidence in Norah's sharpshooting abilities-they were second to none.

But whether she could outshoot Kennedy remained to be seen—a result he was eagerly anticipating.