Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 323

It was said to be the most advanced place in the country when it came to shooting ranges.

Miranda strolled casually through the premises, observing the stance and precision of the shooters at the public ranges. They seemed way more skilled than those she'd seen back in Zephra.

Zephra's range felt more like a place for hobbyists in comparison.

However, Miranda did spot a few familiar faces from her time at Zephra. One of them had even pestered her about taking him under her wing as a mentor.

"This is my first time in a place like this. Do you know how to shoot, Miranda?" Carter asked curiously.

Miranda glanced at the attendants assigned to them. "If you don't know how to shoot, you can always ask them to teach you."

Indeed, they were accompanied by attendants specifically trained to assist them. These attendants knew the basics of shooting and could provide lessons if the guests needed it.

Of course, the attendants weren't experts; they knew the fundamentals and were not allowed to handle firearms with live ammunition without permission.

"Yes, sir, if you need assistance, we offer one-on-one lessons," one of the attendants assured with a friendly smile.

Carter's eyes lit up with some idea as he nimbly sidled up to Miranda. "If you know how, can't you just teach me?"

Despite his affluent background, Carter had never taken an interest in shooting and never handled a gun. In his country, there was no gun control; they were everywhere, so there were no formal ranges like this.

There’d be on-spot shooting ranges if one wanted.

"If you don't know how to shoot, why did you sign up for a membership?" Miranda teased, "Do you have money to burn?"

The membership at Virell's range was pricier than Zephra's, yet Carter didn't hesitate to sign up.

He scratched his head. "It's not that much."

The Lancaster family was among the elite in Virell's society, and the manager knew he had to treat her accordingly.

Carter, however, was taken aback, starting to question just who Miranda really was. After all, the Iron Sight Club in Virell wasn't an ordinary place that showed this level of enthusiasm to just anyone.

He hadn't heard about a Lancaster heiress with a sprawling estate and the whole family passing away being in town.

Miranda was merely there to make an appearance and planned to leave soon since she had other matters to attend to. She just greeted the manager briefly, "Just came to show my face for a minute. I’ll be on my way shortly."

No sooner had she said that when a familiar voice called out.

"Miranda?"

She turned to see who it was. Celeste?