The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1162

Chloe's words were firm and commanding, leaving no room for anyone to question them.

She had such an air about her, and no one dared to interrupt her. The whole place was as quiet as a graveyard, everyone's eyes glued to Chloe, captivated by her words.

Wendy slowly blinked, and then burst out laughing. She braced herself against the seat, swaying as she stood up. "Hahaha... You think you're better than me?"

She clenched her clothes tightly, pointed towards the shooting range with a sarcastic smile, "Let's not talk about anything else, just this shooting right here, you can't beat me."

"Heh..." This scoff came from Stanley, who had been silently watching from the sidelines.

"You're too full of yourself! Your best score is 9.1, are you planning to hold that over her forever?" Nathan sneered from the side.

Although he didn't know Chloe well, those the neatly arranged scores of 8.8, 7.7, and 6.6 were definitely not the results of a beginner. Not only was her horseback riding skill exceptional, her shooting skills probably surpassed their imagination.

Wendy's best score was 9.1, in a way, compared to 8.8, 7.7, and 6.6, it was a world apart. And here she was, still bragging about her 9.1 score, it was downright embarrassing.

Chloe cast a casual look at the shooting range and smirked. That dismissive attitude was full of mockery in Wendy's eyes. "You want to have another match?!" she yelled suddenly.

Chloe sneered, sizing her up, "You sure you want to compete with me in your current state?"

"Of course." Wendy's face was pale, but full of confidence.

"But I don't like to kick people when they're down."

Wendy was gritting her teeth in anger, but picked up the gun on the table, held it with both hands and shot three bullets at the target not far away.

Maybe it was because she lost terribly in the equestrian competition, maybe it was because Damon provoked her, or maybe her hands just felt right, but this time, two of her three shots hit within the nine-ring.

8.7, 9.2, 9.6.

Seeing this result, a satisfied smile appeared on Wendy's pale face.

"Your turn!"

She walked down from the shooting range, holding the gun, walking towards Chloe, handing the gun to her.

Chloe glanced at the gun, but didn't take it right away.

Robin, who had been silently standing by, narrowed his eyes slightly, then looked at Chloe.

The audience, who had heard the news, were watching closely.

"Wendy is amazing, she can still get such a score even though she's injured!"

"But she's really annoying, does she always ask her opponents if they can do it? If they can't, what's there to be proud of winning?"

"But what Ms. Summers just said did really provoke Wendy too!"

"Do you even think before she speaks? Or do you think you are invincible just because you won a horse race?" Wendy's verbal attack made Chloe upset, but she didn't retort.

"Don't move!" Chloe's unease made Damon hold her tightly.

She closed her lips, turned her head, but the gunshots around her didn't stop.

The bodyguard protecting the unwell Presley was shot, falling painfully to the ground, leaving only Presley standing there. Chloe's eyes widened instantly, and saw Wendy squatting on the ground, holding her head. Without hesitation, she pushed Damon away.

She quickly walked to Wendy, snatched the gun from her hands.

"What are you doing?!" When Wendy saw it was her, her panicked gazes instantly turned angry.

Chloe had a cold smile on her face as she kicked her to Nathan's feet, turned around, and stood in front of Presley, holding the rifle with both hands, shooting at the enemies around her—"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Several gunshots rang out, with intervals between each shot not being too short. It wasn't as rapid and evenly spaced as in a shooting competition. She quickly began firing at the enemy, engaging in single-shot firing.

There was not a hint of panic in her posture. Her face was filled with seriousness and calmness as she used her back to shield Presley behind her. Several bullets were fired, and not a single one missed the target.

The gunfire lasted for about two minutes. Although short, it felt very long; everyone felt like they had experienced a moment of life and death.

When everything had calmed down, there were several people scattered on the shooting range not far away, three of which were put down by Chloe's gun.