After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 276 My God! Is That Isabel?! "Another perfect 10!" Oscar shouted.

Everyone stood frozen in shock.

Isabel turned back toward Harriet and Rachel and said, "See? I told you I was destined for this. I'm just lucky to have hit it again."

With that, Isabel didn't bother adjusting her stance. She fired three more shots in quick succession.

Bang, bang, bang-

10 points!

10 points!!

10 points!!!

The group stood motionless, staring at the target, their mouths gaping in disbelief.noveldrama

At that moment, their thoughts seemed to sync.

Luck?

How could this be luck?!

The first time? Sure, maybe luck. But twice? Three times? If this keeps happening, then, just like Isabel said, she really might be natural in this.

But they weren't a bunch of delusional teenagers who believed in destiny. The idea of being natural was ridiculous.

So-

"It's not luck," Oscar muttered, his voice filled with awe.

"H-how is this possible? Isabel... how could she be so... good?" Harriet stammered, struggling to find the words.

Rachel was wide-eyed, her face a mix of disbelief and confusion, staring at Isabel in shock.

"My God! Is that Isabel? When did she get so skilled?" Yvette murmured under her breath.

Upon hearing this, Xander shifted his gaze from Isabel to Yvette, carefully considering her words. His eyes darkened, his expression unreadable. Isabel stretched her neck, cracking her fingers.

Honestly, she was enjoying the attention but didn't want to make it too obvious.

She could easily have shot 100 perfect rounds. She had even done it before, blindfolded.

But if she showed off like that now, it would be too much, and trouble would inevitably follow.

She lowered the gun and walked over to Xander.

"Man, my luck is on fire today. If I'd known, I would've gone and bought a lottery ticket. Who knows, I might've won the grand prize."

Xander's expression was calm as he secretly observed her demeanor. He echoed, "Oh, you're lucky, all right. It's like you've got a lucky charm. But I'm the luckier one-after all, I

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married a lucky charm like you."

Isabel paused, slightly stunned. She thought she was shameless enough, bragging about herself. But this guy-how could he be even bolder, taking the credit for his good fortune and bragging about her?

Oscar, standing nearby, watched Isabel and Xander carefully. After a few seconds, he stroked his chin, nodding thoughtfully and muttering to himself.

"I knew it. Xander is sharp-eyed and knows exactly what he's doing. He wouldn't just marry someone pretty. Looks like Isabel is way more capable than we ever thought." Oscar's words reached the ears of others nearby, and several people began to think more deeply about it.

Rachel glared at Isabel, her face burning with the sting of humiliation.

"Rachel, what's going on? Isabel is the daughter of some small-time wealthy family, right? How could she be this skilled?" Harriet asked, still in shock.

"I heard that Isabel doesn't get along

with her family because her real

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father thinks she's useless, while his stepdaughter is talented. That's he's always treated them so differently," Harriet added, voicing

what Rachel had been wondering.

"Is Isabel hiding her abilities all this time?" Rachel asked, trying to piece it together.

"Why? Why would she hide it?" Harriet was still trying to understand.

Rachel furrowed her brow, lost in thought, but couldn't figure out the reason.

"Maybe... "Harriet paused, thinking, "Maybe she's been hiding her talents to spite her father all this time?"