<b>Chapter </b><b>502 </b>
Aria shed a smile at the owner. “How much is that?”
The young owner hurriedly waved his hands. “No, no, it’s on the house! First–time visitors shoot for free here. Since you haven’t gotten a membership card yet, Ms. Saxon, we’ll charge you next time.”
“Alright, I’ll sign up for a membership then. You’ve got some great guns here,” Aria said.
Herpliment hit right where it counted, making his face beam with pride.
The young man seized the chance to add Aria on WhatsApp. “I’ll message you immediately if we get new guns in stock,” he promised.
Aria’s smile widened. “Okay, thank you,” she said.
Aria thought, ‘This shooting range isn’t far from Mayen Garden. I’ll bring Owen along next time!’
“Then, take care, Ms. Saxon,” said the young owner.
“Bye,” Aria replied.
Aria walked out, and Elmore didn’t linger either. Just as he took a step, the young owner grabbed his arm with a knowing grin and teased, “Mr. Balton, there’s something about that girl. If you’re interested, you’d better act fast.”
Elmore exined, “We just met today. It’s way too soon to talk about that. Besides, I prefer to stay single. I was only concerned about her safety. It’s not always safe for a young woman to go out alone.”
‘Those two following her today didn’t seem simple,‘ Elmore thought.
The young owner didn’t buy his exnation. With a knowing smile, he said, “Whatever you say, Mr. Balton. Doe again!”
Elmore shot him a look, couldn’t be bothered to argue, and walked out.
“You’ve only known Mr. Balton for a week, and you’re already this close?” the receptionist asked the range owner.
The young owner shed a confident grin. “You guys don’t get it. High–profile people like him are picky about who they befriend. We’ve got to be shameless and act like we’re already close. Who knows, maybe we’ll need their help someday.”
‘Especially that girl,‘ the range owner thought, ‘she has an extraordinary presence. She’ll make a difference.
As Aria stepped out of the elevator, Pearl darted toward her and threw her arms around her. “Aria, Owen tied up that guy.”
Aria gently stroked Pearl’s hair, asking softly, “Are you okay?”
Pearl looked up at Owen, standing nearby.
“All good here,” Owen replied with a faint smile,
Afterward, the three of them, Aria, Owen, and Pearl, headed to Owen’s ce.
The many hogtied on the floor, his mouth gagged with tape, his body contorted awkwardly.
Aria walked to him, gave the man a quick once–over, and asked Pearl, “Do you know him?”
Pearl nodded. “He’s one of Damon’s men
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Owen added, <b>“</b>Damon is Tyree’s adopted son.”
<b>When </b>the man on the ground saw Aria, his eyes zed with raw hatred. His look was so vicious that it seemed he wanted to tear her apart limb from
limb.
Aria smiled faintly. “What a loyal littlepdog.”
A flicker of mockery crossed the man’s eyes. He seemed utterly convinced they wouldn’t dare hurt him.
Aria reached into her pocket and pulled out a small vial. She
“Let me handle this,” he said. “Spare your
hands.”
was about to crouch down. But Owen moved quickly and firmly took the vial from her <b>hand</b>.
Owen took out a pill, wrenched the man’s jaw open, tore off the duct tape, and forced the capsule down his throat with a brutal shove.
Pearl looked up at Aria, eyes wide with curiosity. “Aria, what did you give him?”
“Something that’ll make him wish he were dead,” Aria said, her ice–cold gaze fixed on the man on the ground. “Let him go.”
Owen did as she said.
The man scrambled to his feet and immediately lunged straight at Pearl, but the moment he took a step, a searing pain shot through his heart. His <b>face </b>contorted in agony as he copsed to the floor, writhing in pain.
“What the hell did you give me?” he asked.
“Why should I tell you?” Aria said coldly.
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