Hope It's Not Too Late to Love novel Chapter 561

Chapter 565

"Tsk, tsk. Someone's in a world of trouble," Thomas teased lightly as he watched Bryan pester Vania. He thereafter turned to Hanson and said, "But I must say, your little lady is full of surprises." And a good actress, at that. She certainly put up a convincing act earlier and blindsided all of them.

"Well, of course," Hanson said proudly, his head getting bigger. "As if any of you should expect anything less from my wife."

It was only after the fact that everyone realized Vania had missed her first three pre-game shots on purpose.

Presently, Bryan was still clinging onto Vania and asking her for some of her apparent luck, but Hanson could not tolerate this anymore. He walked up and pulled Vania into his arms, then decided that he would teach Bryan a lesson after he wiped him out at shooting later.

"You're an excellent shot, darling," Hanson murmured as he appraised Vania lovingly.

She kept up her act as she said innocently, "I don't know what you're talking about."

He smiled and brushed the tip of her nose with a curled finger. "Oh, you'll know when we get home."

At once, she fell silent, and a grin slipped off her face. She started fidgeting in his arms uneasily, sensing the danger brewing on the horizon. Why does this guy think of such lewd things even in public? Ruthless scoundrel!

Next to them, Yvonne was close to bursting into flames as rage coursed through her. She saw no point in firing her last three shots, not when Vania had obviously already won. Clenching her fists, she bit out reluctantly, "I lost."

Vania batted her eyelashes and smiled coyly as she said, "Well then, Miss Kepler. You're going to have to honor your word. You were the one who suggested we bet on the game, after all."

Yvonne shook her head. She refused to look like a pathetic loser, so she countered cunningly, "Yeah, I can't exactly leave the guy when I've never been with him in the first place, can I?"

Oh, so we're trying to be clever now, are we? Vania raised her brow. Who would've thought she'd give herself a loophole in advance?

Nonetheless, Vania never took the game seriously, and she had not gone into it thinking she would lose or that Yvonne would actually honor the bet. With a dismissive wave of her hand, she said graciously, "Alright, then. Whatever you say goes. It's just a game anyway, and there's no need for us to be so serious about a silly bet, right? What's important is that we all had fun."

"You're right, Vania! I totally agree," Bryan chimed in brightly, ready to use the same words should he lose his bet with Hanson later.

Yvonne was outraged when she heard Bryan supporting Vania. She then sat next to Thomas and sulked in silence.

Knowing what was on his sister's mind, Thomas sighed in exasperation and placated, "Come on, don't be like that. It was just a game anyway, and you were the one who suggested shooting in the first place, remember?"

"I know," she muttered grimly, losing interest in the game. "Just go and get the game going with the other boys already." She wanted to get out of this shooting range as soon as possible.

Inspired and motivated by Vania's incredible gunmanship, Bryan said excitedly, "Let's get started!"

"Okay," the other men stood up insouciantly, unfolding their towering frames from their individual lounge chairs like they were grown men trying to entertain a hyperactive child. "How do you want to do this?"

"The same way Vania and Yvonne did," Bryan answered cheerily. He seized the chance to walk up to Vania and said, "Quick, Vania. Give me some of that luck!"

Vania laughed. How adorable. "Just take all of it."

He beamed, but he did not notice the stormy look on Hanson's face.

"We'll take our positions and fire ten shots each in rapid succession, then we'll assess our precision," Hanson said irritably. He did not want to waste time with Bryan anymore, and he wanted to put the silly punk in his place as quickly as he could.

"Fine by me," April said, trying to hide a smile. Things are about to get interesting. That said, he was still friends with Bryan, and he figured it was his duty to light a candle in prayer for the poor fella.