Bab 88: 10 Million Euros

To hit the targets with unerring accuracy, she must be skilled in shooting. Each day, she revealed a new facet of her character, leaving Leandre enchanted. Leandre's lips curled into a smile as he effortlessly matched Clary's strides, closing the distance between them in a single stride. Suddenly, his attention was drawn to two men briskly walking towards the source of the electric circuit, their mobile flashlights illuminating the path ahead.

Leandre quickly grabbed Clary's hand and pulled her to the nearby tree to hide.

"Why?"

Leandre signalled to look straight.

"Those are them?" Clary whispered, her gaze locked onto the two cap-wearing men. Leandre gave a subtle nod.

"We will wait here," Leandre added, gazing at her eyes. "Remove that donkey cap and eye mask. Don't listen to me, I have no choice but to forcefully remove them and destroy them."

Clary rolled her eyes and reluctantly removed the cap and mask. "Happy?"