Chapter 115 A Perfect Score
If that happened, it would have nothing to do with Kyla.
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In fact, it might even help the Jensons resolve their current crisis, and they’d only end up resenting Tilda more. Tilda would never get another chance to go back to the Jensons!
Archery range.
Una leaned in and whispered to Tilda, “Tilda, do you know how to shoot?”
Tilda gave her a confident smile. “Watch me.”
Seeing her so sure of herself, Una finally relaxed and stopped trying to talk her out of it.
Just then, Andy sent Una a message on WhatsApp.
“Where are you guys? Weren’t you going on the rollercoaster? Why did you just disappear?”
Almost nobody knew Andy had a serious fear of heights.
Flying on a plane was fine–first class was smooth, comfortable, and quiet enough for him to sleep through the whole trip with headphones on.
But when it came to rollercoasters, even with his eyes closed, Andy just couldn’t handle it.
So he chose to sit in a café and wait for Una and Tilda to finish up their ride.
But those two had been gone for ages.
Andy was starting to think something was off.
[Andy, something happened. It’s too much to explain over text. Just come to this location.]
Una quickly sent her location to Andy.
[Be right there.]
At that moment, Rebecca had already picked up her bow and arrows.
She put on gloves and all the professional gears.
Her gaze was sharp and focused.
With every shot, Rebecca took a deep breath, centering herself.
She was completely focused.
Arrow after arrow flew through the air.
She fired 10 shots in a row.
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Chapter 115 A Perfect Score
They all hit the bullseye 30 feet away.
Her total score was 96.
A bullseye was worth 10 points, and every ring away from the center meant losing a point.
With ten arrows, the max was a 100 points.
Scoring ninety–six was definitely a top–tier result.
Rebecca clicked her tongue.
Usually, she didn’t hit a 100 very often, even in practice.
But her average was 98 points.
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This result was slightly lower than her usual average. Maybe Tilda’s arrogant attitude had gotten under her skin, throwing off her breathing and focus.
“96 points! Congratulations, miss, that’s the best score we’ve ever seen here.”
The staff at the range looked genuinely impressed, hurrying over to bring her a prize.
Rebecca didn’t even look at them. She glared right at Tilda and said, “Your turn!”
Kyla stayed quiet, not stepping in or giving Tilda a way out of the competition.
She couldn’t wait to see Tilda on her knees, barking like a dog.
But Tilda stayed perfectly calm.
And it wasn’t just Tilda.
Una seemed just as composed.
That steady, unfazed attitude–like she knew she had it in the bag–made Rebecca and Kyla both a little
nervous.
They didn’t even have time to tell themselves Tilda was just bluffing.
What?
Tilda is actually this good?
If only I were a guy, Una thought.
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