Chapter 1212 Chapter 1212: The group immediately jumped in to test it out. Andrew, noticing the spark of excitement in Madisyn's eyes, leaned in and asked, "Want to give it a go?" Before she could respond, Andrew's friends teased her.
"Madisyn, Andrew's an excellent marksman! If you're not great at it, he can teach you. He's better than any instructor you could hire!" Madisyn had never shared her shooting skills in front of Andrew, and she didn't know how "excellent” he really was.
Madisyn glanced at Andrew, a playful smile tugging at her lips.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"They say you're excellent. I wonder if I'll get the honor of seeing it for myself?" "If you want, of course." Andrew's gaze softened as he looked at Madisyn, and his tone, full of tenderness, made his friends uncomfortable. They quickly moved away to focus on their own competition.
Andrew led Madisyn to the equipment and helped her put on the virtual reality glasses. The setup was top-tier, and to Madisyn, it felt incredibly realistic.
From her vantage point, Andrew seemed to randomly pick a gun. But when she saw the model, a flicker of caution crossed her face.
Madisyn recognized the gun-it was one specifically used by members of the Qiviut Organization, not the type ordinary soldiers would train with. Where had Andrew learned to use this weapon? Before she could dwell on it, Andrew had already begun hitting the moving targets with precision.
"Want to try?" As Madisyn marveled at his accuracy, Andrew leaned closer to her ear and asked her the question. She considered it for a moment, then picked up a standard handgun.
The best stories are at gVlnovs.☐om "I'll use this one." She aimed at the target, firing several accurate shots.
"Baby, you're incredible!" Andrew's eyes widened in surprise.
"You've trained before?" "Yeah." Madisyn nodded, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"How about a contest?"
A friendly competition began, and for a while, they put aside all other m thoughts to focus solely on the game.
Waylon woke up the next morning with a pounding headache. Rubbing his forehead, he reached for his phone and noticed he had missed several calls from Madisyn. He quickly dialed her number. "Madisyn? I missed your calls yesterday. What's up?" Madisyn was having breakfast with Andrew when she answered the phone.
"I was just calling to ask you out. Waylon, have you been busy lately? You're not just finishing work now, are your Work never stops, but you need to take care of yourself too. Try not to stay up all night rushing to finish your tasks,” Madisyn said, her voice laced with concern.