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The Billionaire's Last Obsession series 235 Summary Everly watched Lillian with growing hostility, convinced that Sebastian had favored the young girl and determined to humiliate her in front of him. Allen, observing Lillian's composed and graceful demeanor, recognized that she was an extraordinary competitor. The shooting contest was set: Allen would shoot first, followed by a blond man, then Everly, and finally Lillian, each with a cherry balanced on their heads. Allen's precise shot shattered the cherry on Everly's head, earning cheers from the crowd.

When it was Lillian's turn, onlookers mocked her, but Allen's arrow narrowly missed her ear, a deliberate warning shot that surprised even him. The blond man then demonstrated impressive skill by hitting two cherries. Everly confidently destroyed the cherries on the men's heads and approached Lillian with pride, ready to intimidate her. Everly's arrow slowly traced down Lillian's face, throat, and chest, but Lillian showed no fear.

When Everly finally released an arrow aimed at Lillian's face, the crowd gasped, but Lillian deflected it with a subtle flick of her fingers, revealing an unseen power. Everly accused Lillian of cheating, but Lillian challenged her to prove it, even suggesting reviewing surveillance footage. Allen intervened to calm Everly and apologized to Lillian, who responded with a cold, mocking remark. Unfazed by the tension or crowd reactions, Lillian calmly stepped forward, ready to continue the contest with determination and poise.

Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below Chapter 235: The Shooting Contest Everly's expression darkened as she observed the young girl's every move, a cruel spark igniting deep within her eyes. That little witch. This has to be some favor Sebastian granted her. Once I claim victory, she will pay for this humiliation. I'll make sure Sebastian witnesses her true nature firsthand. Allen studied the girl, who moved with an almost ethereal grace. Though she appeared delicate and youthful, she remained utterly composed from start to finish, her face betraying no hint of emotion.

Clearly, this competitor was far from ordinary-she would be a formidable challenge. As preparations concluded, a servant approached with a silver tray bearing ripe cherries, their glossy red skins gleaming under the bright sunlight. The shooting order was announced: Allen would go first, followed by the blond man, then Everly, and finally Lillian. Each participant took their position, and the servants carefully balanced a cherry atop each of their heads, the tension in the air thickening with anticipation.

From a distance of a hundred meters, Allen drew his bowstring taut and released a perfectly aimed arrow. It struck the cherry perched on Everly's head with a satisfying pop. The crowd erupted in cheers, their excitement palpable. When it was Lillian's turn, a wave of mocking voices rippled through the onlookers. "Allen, don't be too harsh on such a pretty girl. Show some mercy," one sneered. "Yeah, if you're scared, just admit it. We won't laugh," another jeered. Laughter followed, dripping with scorn. Their contempt was unmistakable.

Allen's lips curved into a sly, almost devilish grin as his eyes flickered with hesitation while studying Lillian. But after a brief pause, he let the arrow fly. Lillian's gaze sharpened instantly, tracking the arrow's path. It was deliberately aimed close to her ear-a warning shot, perhaps. Allen was clearly playing along with some hidden scheme. With barely perceptible energy, unnoticed by anyone else, the arrow's flight subtly shifted, narrowly missing her ear and embedding harmlessly in the ground beyond. Allen's eyes widened in shock. With his skill, such a misfire was impossible.

Yet the arrow had missed its mark. Next was the blond man. To everyone's surprise, his aim was unwavering. He struck two cherries with remarkable precision, proving his own expert training. Then Everly stepped forward. True to her reputation, she seemed to breathe life into her bow. Her stance was impeccable, her motions fluid and confident. Two swift releases later, both men's cherries lay shattered on the ground. The crowd erupted into thunderous applause, their praise washing over Everly like a warm tide. She soaked it in, striding toward Lillian with pride blazing in her eyes.

Drawing her bow to full draw, Everly's gaze darkened with venom as she fixed her sights on Lillian. Yet she held the arrow back, letting its tip drift slowly from Lillian's forehead down to her throat, then chest-deliberate, torturous, like a predator toying with its prey. But to Everly's growing frustration, she found no flicker of fear in Lillian's face. Finally, with a surge of spite, Everly released the arrow, aiming it straight at Lillian's face. Gasps spread through the crowd. As the arrow closed in, barely a meter away, Lillian's lips curled into a chilling smile.

With a subtle flick of her fingers, an unseen force deflected the arrow, sending it harmlessly veering off course. Everly froze, disbelief etched across her features. Her voice rose high and shrill with rage. "You cheated! You must have tampered with the arrow! There's no way I could miss-my archery is among the best in the noble circles!" Lillian plucked the cherry from her own head and sneered. "For a noble daughter, your inability to accept failure is truly disappointing. If you think I tampered with the arrow, then tell me-did I deflect it to the left or to the right?

Everyone here saw it with their own eyes. Or better yet, why don't we review the surveillance footage? I'm certain the cameras won't lie." Allen quickly stepped in, gently grasping Everly's arm and offering an apologetic smile. "Please forgive her. Everly was just too nervous and spoke without thinking. Ms. Lillian, please don't take it personally." Lillian cast Everly a mocking glance, her voice cool and sharp as a blade. "If that's settled, then let's proceed.

Everyone, be ready." Ignoring the crowd's mixed reactions, she walked with calm determination to the center of the shooting range, poised and unshaken. Conclusion The tension that gripped the shooting contest revealed much more than mere skill; it exposed the raw nerves and simmering rivalries beneath the polished surface of nobility. Everly's fierce desire to dominate and humiliate Lillian was met with an unyielding calm that only deepened the intrigue around the young girl's true nature.

In this delicate dance of power and precision, each arrow symbolized more than a game-it was a test of courage, pride, and hidden strength that left the crowd breathless and uncertain of what to believe. As the contest unfolded, the emotional undercurrents between the characters grew ever more complex, highlighting themes of jealousy, resilience, and the struggle for respect. Lillian's composed defiance in the face of Everly's venomous challenge spoke volumes about her inner resolve, while Allen's subtle intervention hinted at alliances yet to be fully understood.

The dynamics between Allen, Everly, and Lillian will become even more complex, with alliances and intentions questioned under the watchful eyes of Sebastian and the onlookers. As the contest continues, expect emotions to run high, with pride, envy, and perhaps unexpected loyalties coming to the forefront. The subtle power plays and unspoken challenges will test not only their skills but their very wills, setting the stage for revelations that could change their relationships forever.

Readers will be drawn into a web of intrigue where every glance and gesture carries weight, and the true stakes behind this shooting contest begin to emerge. Cedella Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes. Cedella's storytelling style is immersive and addictive-perfect for fans of heated romances and heart-pounding twists.