Divorce is the Best Choice novel (Sarah and Jason)
Chapter 147

Chapter 147 You have no class

"Why are you so stubborn?" Tarik really hoped that Sarah could win. "Believe me, shoot from one hundred miles.

away."

Sarah didn't reply, her eyes fixed on Jason.

She was waiting for his answer.

If he chose one hundred miles, then she had to follow him.

"Three hundred miles and fifty miles are not only a matter of distance." After thinking for a while, Jason said, "Are you sure you want to compete with me in the range of three hundred miles?" "Yes." Sarah gave a brief reply.

"Okay."

"Jason, you have no class at all!" Tarik patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's not decent to spite a girl like this."

Without saying anything, Jason picked up the rifle.

He wasn't mean to Sarah.

He was just trying to win her heart.

"You go first." He didn't want to put pressure on her.

"No, thanks." Sarah refused. She wanted to win against him in a dignified manner. "Follow the order just now."

Hearing her words, Tarik, Jason, and the other professional staff around all looked at her.

They were all curious.

How could she be so calm?

Jason didn't say anymore. He carefully aimed at the target, putting all his powers of concentration in it.

Even if he knew that it was impossible for Sarah to hit the target three hundred miles away.

He had to do his best.

He couldn't lose.

Noticing Jason's eagerness, Tarik couldn't help looking at him, wondering what he and Sarah was fighting over. How come he was so serious?

"Bang!"

A shot rang out.

The pellet whizzed out of the rifle and rushed at the target.

Tarik took out a telescope to see Jason's score. When he saw that he got a bull's eye, Tarik was stunned.

Whenever Jason came here to practice shooting, he would basically hit the place between the second and the Innermost ring of the target three hundred miles away.

But this time, he hit the bull's eye. He was really rigorous in this competition with Sarah.

It seemed be held a strong desire to win.

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Jason returned the rifle and looked at Sarah, waiting for her response.

Without even looking at him, Sarah pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

Tarik hurried to pick up his telescope.

Compared with Jason's performance, he was more interested in Sarah. She hit the innermost ring of the target fifty miles away. Few people who came here for the first time could make it. However, he underestimated her.

When he saw the target, he was totally shocked.

He put down the telescope, rubbed his eyes and looked again. It wasn't an illusion. Sarah hit... the bull's eye!

There was only one thought in his mind at that moment.

Sarah and Jason weren't ordinary people!

She hit the bull's eye!

Sarah didn't hit it from fifty miles or one hundred miles away.

But from three hundred miles away!

Besides, she was using a super ordinary, old rifle.

"Shit! Did I see it wrong!?"

"Who is this girl? She's really something!"

"I can't believe my eyes."

Looking at Sarah in awe, these professional sportsmen began to discuss.

Without saying a word, Jason took the telescope from Tarik and looked at the target. When he saw Sarah's score, his

mind went blank.

He represented a major expenditure of effort and concentration to hit the bull's eye.

But when Sarah shot, she looked as composed as she was when she shot fifty miles away.

"Saralı." Tarik changed the way he called her. He was now interested in this competent girl. "Are you interested in joining the army? I can ask my father to write you an introduction letter." Before Sarah could answer, Jason came over.

He pulled Tarik's collar and said, "She doesn't care about it. Leave her alone."

"But she's a rare shooting genius..."

"Shut up. Or I'll ask Andy to take you back."

Tarik kept his mouth shut immediately.

He cast a sideways glance at Jason.

Jason would always use his brother to threat him! What a shrewd man!

She was not a shooting genius. It was just the reward for the effort she had made..

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Jason pulled Tarik aside and looked at her with his emotionless eyes. "When did you practice your shooting skill?"

"I have no obligation to answer you." Sarah said.

Her aloofness made him even more curious.

Sarah looked at the target in the distance and said, "Since it's a tie now, how about increasing the level of difficulty." Jason raised his eyes.

Her words also stimulated Tarik's interest.

"We could shoot in rainy days and misty days." She blurted out.

Jason frowned slightly.

He could hit the bull's eye on a sunny day. But if the external conditions changed, he could not guarantee his performance.

Sarah's confident smile showed that her victory was in the bag.

If he agreed, once he lost, he would never be able to disturb her for the rest of his life, which meant that there was no possibility for him to get her back.

He couldn't bare the consequence.

"That's for another time. Let's call it a day."

Sarah didn't force him.

He had the right to suspend the game.

Now that there was nothing else to do here, she planned to leave. She had spent almost half a day there; Sivan must be waiting for her to go to work.

"I'm leaving now." She returned all the shooting equipment before she said to Jason, "I hope you remember your promise."

Jason pursed his thin lips.

He knew she was reminding him not to disturb her before he surpassed her.

"I'll drive you back" He said in his usual cold voice, "It's not easy to take a taxi here."

"Hey, wait a minute." Tarik stopped them. Sarah's performance deeply impressed him. "Let's have dinner together. The rule here is that if you hit the bull's eye 300 miles away for the first time, we should treat you a meal."

These professionals were confused.

They didn't know there was such a rule!

Tarik asked, "Am I right?"

"Yes, yes!"

"you're right." They said in unison.

"Please." Tarik held out his arm respectfully.

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Sarah knew they were wheedling her into staying.

But it was not appropriate to refuse in this situation.

After all, the Thomson family had been remaining its foothold in New York for about one hundred years. The most important thing was that Tarik's grandpa had a military background. As for his two sons, one was in business, and the other chose to serve in the army.

Tarik's father was the latter.

Andy's father was the former.

Sarah sent Sivan her address and told him that she was having a meal with Tarik.

Half an hour later.

The lunch was ready.

There were a lot of food and a bottle of good wine on the table. Tarik's purpose was simple: he was going to make Jason drunk and let him say his bet with Sarah!

"Can I call you Sa?" Tarik already regarded her as his sister.

She had a good personality, a good look, and most importantly, a good marksmanship.

He had always admired such an outstanding girl.