Her Seven Little Bodyguards novel Chapter 553

Chapter 557

"Stop doubting me. I'll show you just what I can do later." Bryan was brimming with confidence as he had trained in secret for a very long time.

When Liam saw the way he was boasting, he intentionally looked at him sternly and warned, "Stop boasting. If you lose later, I'll ask your grandpa to make you join the military and train properly. You won't be let out until you've completed the training."

If Bryan's grandpa made him join the military, it would mean that the training was going to be brutal and relentless.

Bryan's confidence deflated at once when he heard what Liam said. He pouted and muttered, "You'll find out later."

"You've probably never been to a shooting range before, right, Miss Greyson?" Yvonne asked tauntingly.

Everyone knew that Vania's family was not involved with the military, and the regular shooting ranges that the public usually frequented were nothing in their eyes.

Yvonne assumed that she would be in for a fun time later as she wanted to use this opportunity to torment Vania.

Vania glanced at her gloating smile and smirked. She snuggled up against Hanson and said, "I don't know how to use a gun, but my darling does. He can teach me."

"Mmhmm." Hanson loved how he felt when she relied on him. He began to stroke her hair dotingly.

Yvonne felt like she had swallowed a lemon when she saw them being like that.

However, she would soon be letting Vania know what it felt like to be humiliated in public. "When it comes to shooting, even if a person has a natural gift for it, they can't be good at it without at least a few years of training, or maybe even a decade. Don't you think you're oversimplifying it, Miss Greyson?"

The smugness and derision in Yvonne's eyes were glaringly obvious.

However, Vania was unfazed. "It's just a friendly game. Why are you taking it so seriously, Miss Kepler? We're just a group of good friends gathered together anyway. It's not an embarrassing thing to lose."

Who said we're all good friends here? You're just an outsider who barged your way into our group. Yvonne was disgruntled. "What a good mindset you have, Miss Greyson. If I were you and I didn't know how to do anything at all, I would just keep my mouth shut and not say anything, lest I make a fool out of myself."

"There are some things that you shouldn't be so uptight about. Everyone has gathered here today to have some fun and relax, so what's the problem? Why must you make things so tense, Miss Kepler?"

Vania looked around the room and laughed. "It seems like I'm destined to be the butt of everyone's jokes today, so please go easy on me later. I don't want to be humiliated too badly."

She stared back at Yvonne's furious expression and her smile widened. "If you don't go easy on me, I'll just get my darling to take revenge on my behalf."

Each time Vania called him darling, Hanson's heart would melt a little bit more. He stared at her adoringly and said, "With me around, you don't have to worry about embarrassing yourself."

April was envious as he watched them being all sweet toward each other. "Hey, cut that out. Stop being so sweet when we haven't even finished our meal yet," he grumbled.

How were they going to enjoy the meal if they were already stuffed full of envy after seeing the two of them being so lovey-dovey?

Bryan declared in Vania's defense, "I'll go easy on you, Vania! I'll even teach you if you don't know how to use a gun."

He sounded like a righteous gentleman while saying that. He did have a good impression of her and subconsciously moved toward her.

However, his warm friendliness was immediately drenched in cold water by Hanson's sarcastic retort. "Do you think you can teach my darling with those skills of yours? You're not qualified yet. If you really want to teach someone, go find yourself a partner of your own."

Just how highly did he think of himself that he offered to teach my woman?

After being insulted yet again, Bryan sighed. "Alright, I won't say anything else. I'll just continue drinking."

He was the lone isle, weak and helpless among the others.

He poured himself a glass of red wine and was about to take a sip when Thomas stopped him. "Bryan, you should drink less. If your hand starts shaking later thanks to the alcohol in your system, you'll have an even harder time trying to win against us."