Rebirth: Dancing In My Destiny
Chapter 315: Result (1)

Chapter 315: Result (1)

For Evan, 10 minutes felt like a century. He couldn’t bear to see his wife in the arena even though she was doing well. She even showed such rapid progress since she entered the CSD arena.

Now Evan understood why Old Spencer was interested in recruiting his wife as a discipline. She is indeed talented. She uses her gun, shoots without hesitation, and always hits the target, even when she only catches a glimpse of the target. All of this fascinated Evan.

Being in this Combat Shooting Drill simulation requires speed to analyze the surroundings. In just a few minutes, she immediately masters it. Instead of being a novice in this arena, she looked more like an expert.

"Is this really her first time entering a Combat Shooting Drill?" This question always appeared in his mind a few minutes after watching her on TV.

"Sam..." Evan called out to Sam without taking his eyes off the TV.

"Yes, Boss?"

"Are you sure this is the first time my wife has done this?" Evan asked doubtfully.

"Yes, boss. I never took Lady Boss to train in this place..."

Sam can feel that right now... his boss was shocked to see his wife’s outstanding appearance in the arena. Let alone Boss Evan, he was still surprised to see her. Right now, Lady Boss’ score was only behind in the first few minutes. But so far, she could keep up with Gavin and Oscar’s scores in the other room.

Evan pondered for a moment before he asked again, "Did she ever say she trained in another shooting range?"

"No way, boss! Lady Boss is always with me if not with you. So, I can confirm that it is not possible..." Sam looked at his big boss with a confused look.

Why does his big boss seem suspicious of his wife?

Evan didn’t say anything else. However, his mind was still filled with doubts; His wife looked very professional there. As if this wasn’t the first time she’d done it.

"Boss, I have said several times that your wife is very talented at shooting. She was above the average person who trained in this shooting range. Mm-mmm... In that case, Lady Boss has more or less the same talent as you... but don’t worry, boss, you are still the best." After seeing his boss’s face turn sour, Sam immediately corrected his last sentence.

Evan ignored Sam’s words. He immediately left the control room when he saw that the competition time was only one minute away.

For Evan, it didn’t matter if his wife lost. He just wanted this competition to end so that he could hug and comfort her.

When the timer sounded, the light above the black iron door turned green, indicating that the competition was over.

"Who won?" asked Old Spencer.

He didn’t care if his granddaughter lost because he was proud to see how talented she was.

It makes him determined to train her so that his granddaughter can become a shooting expert.

Her talent cannot be ignored. At least if she mastered her skill, she could use it to protect herself from bad people. Because, as an influential family in this country, they also have enemies. And if his granddaughter’s identity is exposed, their enemies could take advantage of her weaknesses. The possibility has made the Old Spencer really concerned.

What he heard, Rose had never studied martial arts. So, he really needed to train her to become strong.

Not hearing Jimmy’s answer, Old Spencer frowned at him, "Jimmy? Did you hear me?" He asked again.

"O-Old Master, p-please see for yourself..." Jimmy said in a stuttering voice.

Old Spencer immediately approached the control desk.

Likewise, Sam was curious to see the results. He also approached the control table. Soon, they are both stunned to see the competition results.

Meanwhile, Evan stood at the door, waiting for his wife to come out. At the same time he heard Gavin and Oscar had left the arena, he looked at them with disgusted eyes.

Evan felt irritated just by looking at them. He made a note in his mind would deal with these two idiots later. He would send them somewhere where they could reflect on what they were doing here.

As anger overtook him, the door slowly opened, and he saw his little wife come out of the room. Her face was pale, beads of sweat were visible on her forehead, and her ponytail looked drenched. He quickly stepped forward and pulled her into his arms.

"Wife, I am very sorry to have put you through this. Does your chest still hurt?"

Rose was surprised at his words. Obviously, it wasn’t because of him she participated in this. But because of her eagerness to accept Oscar’s challenge.

Rose smiled at Evan, trying to make him less worried. "When I got shot, it was excruciating. But now it doesn’t hurt anymore. Gosh! I even forgot that I was shot earlier if you didn’t ask..." She lied because right now, her chest still hurts.

Just as Rose wanted to continue her sentence, she suddenly felt Evan’s hug tightening. Almost suffocated her. "H-Hubby... I-I’ll die in your arms if you don’t let me go!"

"W-H-A-T!?" He quickly let go of his embrace. How shocked he was when he saw her face flushed. "Wife, what happened?" Evan asked worriedly.

When she could breathe easier, she replied, "You hugged me so tight, hubby! And this bulletproof vest is pressed against my chest... it’s killing me!" Rose tried to take off her vest, but Evan stopped her hand. "How is the result?" Rose continued her words as she watched Evan take off her bulletproof vest.

Evan didn’t answer right away. After he took off her bulletproof vest, he looked into her eyes lovingly. "My dear wife, it doesn’t matter the result. For me, you are the winner." He put his hands on her waist and pulled her between his arms once again. "And, I thought, you beat those two idiots!"

"Huh!? How could that be? I got shot once!?" Rose asked, confused by Evan’s words.