Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 505

"Helen Spencer, nine points!" the person announced.

The crowd erupted in cheers.

"Go, Helen!"

Callie rallied everyone's support while others cheered on Samantha. "You've got this, Samantha!"

Samantha smirked as she prepared for the second shot.

"Nine and a half points."

"Nine and a half points."

Their scores remained tied after the second shot. Samantha, who had undergone years of training and possessed exceptional mental resilience, began to tense up.

As she prepared for the third shot, the target verifier exclaimed excitedly, "Bullseye! Samantha Cartwright scored a bullseye!"

Samantha's face lit up with a triumphant smile as she provocatively glanced at Helen. "Make sure you don't miss the last shot. Any slip-up and you'll lose."

Helen remained unfazed and aimed with her rifle. There was a loud bang, followed by the target verifier's enthusiastic announcement, "Another bullseye!"

The crowd erupted into applause. "Way to go, Helen!"

Samantha couldn't hide her disappointment. She had thought she had won, but after three rounds, it turned out to be a tie. Since there was no clear winner, they had to play an extra round, and her confidence wavered.

As she aimed and fired for the final shot, her score fell short with only nine points. She frowned and felt sweat forming in her palms.

On the contrary, Helen maintained her precision and hit the bullseye.

"Helen scores a perfect ten! This round goes to her."

It was the campus' largest climbing gym that reached a towering height of 164 feet.

Helen and Samantha both secured their safety harnesses. At the instructor's command, they dashed out almost simultaneously.

Samantha quickly ascended halfway up the wall. Glancing back at Helen, who lagged behind her, Samantha couldn't hide her disdain before refocusing on her climb.

Her energy held up well, and she reached the halfway point without much heavy breathing. But as she tackled the latter part, she started to struggle.

Samantha arrived at a foothold and eyed the finish line not far away. She took a deep breath and silently cheered herself on. But then she slipped and nearly lost her footing.

"Come on, Samantha, you've got this," her classmates cheered from below.

Samantha composed herself and reached for the next foothold.

Unexpectedly, Helen had caught up to her.