The Luther Family Estate.
While an indescribable tension hung over the entire Luther household, the atmosphere within the estate grounds was unusually relaxed and harmonious.
All the servants had gleaned one undeniable truth from recent events: Only when the mistress was happy would sunny days prevail over the Luther Family.
Thus, everyone treated Camilla with exceptional reverence.
At that moment, in the estate's rear courtyard "Ten shots each," Camilla tilted her head playfully, her voice laced with sweet mischief.
"I'll use both hands, you use one."
The difference in stability between shooting with two hands versus one was substantial.
This was her way of leveling the playing field.
Sinclair's lips curved slightly as his dark, fathomless eyes remained fixed on her.
"Deal."
His deep, magnetic voice dripped with undisguised tenderness and indulgence.
Camilla noticed Sinclair agreed without hesitation, her clear, dark eyes glinting with a mischievous spark.
