The massive thousand-pound horn bow was drawn into a flawless curve!
As the bow gradually bent, the three arrows nocked on it were poised at the moving target.
Whoosh!
The sharp snap of the bowstring rang out, cutting through the air.
Three arrows streaked through the sky, slicing through the clouds to obliterate the wooden bullseyes 6,500 feet away. Each arrow found its mark dead center! Robin placed the horn bow back on the rack.
He took a towel from a nearby server, wiped his hands and glanced over at the astonished Zachary.
"Well, I'm embarrassed for you. Let's settle this and move on!"
Zachary's face shifted from red to pale, his fury toward Robin evident.
The shooting range was enveloped in a stunned silence.
Then, pandemonium ensued!
After a mont of frenzied excitent, Raymond shouted from the sidelines, "Zachary, co on. A bet is a bet. It's just 100 million dollars." Zachary felt his heart sink!
100 million dollars!
The real issue was that the Gills couldn't co up with that amount on short notice!
He knew all too well that, despite the Gills' current standing, their finances were in a precarious state.
Especially after two failed ventures in Brookhaven last year.
The Gills' financial stability was on the verge of collapse
How could they possibly cover a 100 million-dollar wager?
Originally, he had only sought to humiliate Robin.
He never anticipated that this bet would land him in such a dire predicant.
And now, he was faced with the grim reality of paying out 100 million dollars.
Raymond's shouts from the sidelines went unanswered
Zachary could only think quickly about how to handle the situation.
The Violeterest Club was no ordinary venue.
Everyone in Harmonfield was aware that Daphne was ruthless and would not tolerate any disruptions on her property.
Seeing Zachary refuse to leave, the archery range referee spoke coldly. "Mr. Gill, the outco of this match is quite clear. Please step outside and settle the bet. Don't make this difficult for us.
"If you don't, we will have to report this to Ms. West imdiately, and it won't just be 100 million dollars." Zachary was already sweating profusely. He understood the seriousness of the situation. anwhile range.
in the fitness center on the 15th floor of the building, across from the riding and shooting
Daphne, dressed in a workout top and shorts, was deeply engrossed in her yoga routine, Watching the video of Robin's remarkable performance, a sly smile curled on her lips. She twisted her elegant body and released a long, relaxed sigh. "This riding and shooting contest is quite intriguing, haha... I didn't expect Shirley to have such an impressive individual by her side."
Daphne slowly stood up, swaying her long, pale legs and playfully adjusting her fishnet attire.
Taking a towel from her maid, Rita Clayton, she wiped her fair skin and languidly reclined on a bench.
"I want to et this man privately, Rita, make the necessary arrangents.
"The Violeterest Leisure Club has been open for almost six years, and no one has ever managed to draw this thousand-pound horn bow.
"And to hit a moving target at 6,500 feet with all three arrows on the bullseye!
"This person is extraordinary; his strength is exceptional."
A woman in a white uniform with short, neat hair nodded, her eyes showing a flicker of apprehension.
"Miss, this person is truly exceptional! He must be soone with battle experience and a formidable reputation."
Daphne's smile was enchanting, exuding a captivating charm.
"Fascinating. Perhaps he is the one I've been waiting for
"Fascinating. Perhaps he is the one I've been waiting for
She wiped the sweat from her skin, her eyes shining with anticipation.
"Rita, make sure everyone knows that at the Violetcrest Club, anyone who tries to back out of their debts or break the rules will leave with severe consequences! "Alright, Ms. West."
Rita headed to the Riding and Shooting Entertainnt Center.
The staff at Violeterest Club were surprised to see Daphne's maid, Rita, there!
They hurried to her, bowing respectfully. "Ms. Clayton how can we assist you?"
"What's going on here? Is soone attempting to renege on their ber?"
The staff from the Riding and Shooting Entertainnt Center presented the betting contract between Robin and Zachary to Rita.
"Ms. Clayton, please take a look at this. It's the contract for their bet."
"Since the outco of the bet is already known, why hasn't it been resolved imdiately?"
Zachary hesitated before approaching Rita with a sycophantic smile. "Ms. Clayton, hello, I'm Zachary from the Gills in Harmonfield..
"I have long admired Ms. West and yourself, Ms. Clayton.
"I ca today at Ms. West's invitation, along with my father, to discuss our share of the Eastvale Ecological Project investnt-" Before he could continue, Rita interrupted with a cold tone. "Don't waste ti talking. Just handle what needs to be done!" Zachary gave a nervous chuckle. "Alright, alright, Ms. Clayton."
Robin had already stepped outside.
Rita gave Robin a quick glance, then nodded to Shirley, Ms. Dunn, Ms. West would like Mr. Ramsey to
co over.
Shirley was montarily taken aback, puzzled as to why Daphne would want to see Robin. Robin looked at Rita. "I'm not available right now. My bet hasn't been settled yet."
Raymond, noticing Rita's attitude, imdiately said, "TI arrange the transfer right away."
Vera quickly contacted her family and transferred 50 million to the card Shirley provided.
Alice, although reluctant, grimaced and withdrew 50 million from her savings to deposit into Shirley's account, despite her frustration at the loss of face. However, Zachary was in a difficult position.
He knew that no matter what, he couldn't co up with 100 million to settle the bet.
"Mr. Gill, you're the only one left. Are you trying to back out?" Robin taunted.
Alice, seeing Zachary's ongoing hesitation, snapped, "Mr. Gill, what's the delay? Pay him, and let's move onl
"He's never seen so much money before! Can't you see he's eager to receive it?"
Robin smirked. "Mr. Gill, if you really can't provide the 100 million for the ber, can offer you a way out!
"What way? Zachary's eyes brightened with hope.
Robin sneered. "Get down on the ground and bark three tis, and the 100-million bet will be forgiv
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