Hannah was the niece of her godmom, and she had developed quite the admiration for Miranda after witnessing Miranda''s impressive capabilities a few times.


    She didn''t just add Miranda as a friend on social media; she frequently checked in, sharing snippets of her daily life. Although Hannah was a few months younger than Miranda, she sweetly called her "Sis" every chance she got.


    Hannah''s voice rang out with frustration. "It''s not just me who got bullied, even my brother did!" After sending that voice message, Hannah immediately shared her location. Miranda nced at the address and turned the steering wheel, heading towards the location.


    The shooting range.


    In the world of high-end leisure activities favored by the elite, shooting was both the most exclusive and expensive, resulting in fewer participants. The establishment of these clubs and ranges was subject to strict regtions.


    Zephra had only one shooting range, and there were fewer than five across the entire country. Virell alone ounted for two.


    For regr members, the range did not provide live ammunition. Only those at the pinnacle of the social pyramid, scions of military and political families or the elite circles of Zephra, had ess to live ammo. However, in recent years, almost all members used nks - except for Sebastian.


    Ever since Sebastian joined Zephra, he was the sole member permitted to train with live ammunition. For the wealthy young men frequenting the range, adding stakes andpeting was amon pastime. The Lancasters were club members, and they were there for practice that day. However, they hadn''t expected Theo to be present as well.


    Knowing that Theo had past grievances with Miranda, the Lancasters didn''t hold back, and a verbal sh ensued.


    Theo retorted coldly, "Here, it''s skill that speaks. If youck it, keep your mouth shut."


    Hannah wasn''t convinced. "What skill do you have? You''re just two points ahead of my brother. If you''re so skilled, why bring in backup?"


    Caius Lancaster tugged at Hannah, urging her to hold her tongue.


    Arabe crossed her arms and smirked, "My brother is just better than yours, so what? If you''re upset, tough luck."


    Theo chimed in with a grin, "Alistair is my soon-to-be brother-inw, so he doesn''t count as backup, does he? Now that you''ve lost, there''s a penalty. Do I need to remind you of what it entails?"


    Arabe was enjoying the scene, even though she hadn''t spotted Sebastian; seeing the Lancasters getting a talking-to made her day better.


    What did the Lancaster family amount to anyway? With her brother around, they were still a notch below. Arabe''s unabashed admiration brought a fond smile to Alistair''s face, momentarily dispelling his recent frustrations from his biological parents'' pestering.


    Theo was cocky. "What''s wrong? Lost and can''t ept it? Didn''t you say whoever loses has to bark like a dog?"


    "Then let''s have another round, and we''ll up the stakes," came a cool, clear female voice. Everyone turned to see who had spoken.


    "Miranda?" Theo''s face dropped the moment he spotted her, looking as if he''d tasted something foul. The memory of Miranda''sst encounter with him still lingered, his head throbbing at the thought. "Mira!" Hannah rushed over to Miranda, her face alight with excitement. "You really came!"


    Caius, unaware Miranda wasing, whispered to Hannah, "Why''d you bring Miranda into this?" Hannah pouted. "I was just telling Mira what''s up. Mira asked me to send the location, so I did." Being younger, Hannah idolized Miranda even more.


    Caius, on the other hand, wanted to avoid troubling Miranda and didn''t wish to drag her into the matter. After all, Miranda was the Lancaster family''s benefactor and now his sister too.


    Alistair''s expression shifted slightly upon seeing Miranda. "Miranda."


    Arabe clung to Alistair instantly, feigning fear as she leaned closer to him. "Alistair, Miranda won''t hit me, will she?"


    Alistair nced at his sister, who clung to his side in fear, and then looked back at Miranda, who stood with poise and confidence. For the first time, he felt that Arabe wasn''t asposed as he once thought. In the past, Alistair wouldn''t have felt this way. But now, with his blood-rted sister Miranda shining so brightly, he couldn''t help but drawparisons. Just like how they used to subconsciouslypare Miranda to Arabe and look down on her.


    Alistair was the first Miranda had seen upon her release and the first she had scolded. He was also the one who had sent her to prison. Thus, he believed himself to be the brother most often getting in touch and familiar with Miranda.


    Though Theo still bore the scars of theirst encounter, he couldn''t help but steal nces at Miranda. She was visibly growing more beautiful, her skin glowing. It was undeniable.


    Arabe, of course, noticed this too, her jealousy eating away at her. She couldn''tprehend how Miranda could emerge from two years behind bars looking almost transformed. Had Miranda undergone stic surgery in prison?