Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 654

Sylvia shielded her eyes from the sun and reached up to turn Lester's face back toward the target.

"Mr. Sanford, you're not trying to find excuses in advance, are you?"

Lester arched an eyebrow slightly. "It looks like I'll have to hit every single shot today."

He looked ahead, aiming at the balloons on the rack.

Bang, bang, bang... Nine shots, all perfect hits.

Combined with Lester's elegant, aristocratic aura, he instantly drew a crowd of onlookers.

The stall owner knew how to seize an opportunity. He immediately clapped his hands and announced, "This young man is incredible! If he hits this last shot, I'll upgrade you guys to the grand prize!"

As he spoke, he pulled out the largest stuffed animal from behind the rack.

A Capybara Plushie.

The owner shoved the toy into Sylvia's hands. "Isn't it adorable? This isn't some cheap knockoff either. Feel that texture—it's top tier."

Sylvia's hand unconsciously stroked the toy. The soft texture left her frozen in place.

It felt like she had gone back to a certain night.

A night just as lively and bustling as this one.

Assuming she loved it, Lester nodded at the owner. "You have a deal."

The crowd around them erupted into cheers and applause, hyping up the moment.

By the time Sylvia snapped out of her daze, Lester had already lined up his shot. She had no time to stop him.

Watching this, her heart fluttered with inexplicable tension, swirling with complicated emotions.

However, right as Lester pulled the trigger, a young boy around six or seven years old squeezed through the crowd to get a better look and accidentally bumped into Lester's leg.

Lester missed.

The crowd let out a collective sigh of disappointment.

Sylvia watched as the toy was pulled away from her, feeling as though it were fate.

Lester set the toy gun down and walked over to her. "Do you like it that much? How about I try again?"

Sylvia held onto his arm. "No need. I didn't want it that badly anyway. We just played for fun. Let's go check out something else."

"Alright."

Lester protectively guided Sylvia out of the crowd.

Sylvia let out a secret smile.

Lester turned his head and looked at her deeply. "Try to have a little self-awareness as a girlfriend."

Sylvia leaned in closer and whispered, "Who doesn't love looking at a handsome guy?"

"Putting it that way... it sounds like you're complimenting me," Lester noted thoughtfully.

Hearing that, Sylvia laughed out loud.

The girl in front of them looked a bit embarrassed. She hastily withdrew her gaze, grabbed her juice, and ran off with her friend.

Sylvia followed the two girls with her eyes. As her gaze swept across the crowd, she turned around and her body instinctively froze.

She immediately snapped her head back to search the area, but the lively crowd was gradually dispersing, returning to normal.

"What's wrong?" Lester asked.

With that, she picked up the other cup and brought it to Lester's lips to feed him a sip.