Seven-character regulated poem

Chapter 703: Make Her Submit by Force?

Chapter 703: Chapter 703: Make Her Submit by Force?


On the other side, Kyle Keaton naturally picked up on the hidden meaning in Bianca White’s words.


He knew July Quinn wasn’t that kind of person, but he didn’t understand why Thomas Grant went to such lengths, ignoring public opinion, to ensure July Quinn’s participation in the international Vanguard Corps all-round competition.


It always seemed related to when July Quinn sealed his memory back then.


So even though he wanted to explain for July Quinn, Kyle Keaton held back, because he wanted to hear the answer from July Quinn herself.


Currently, the only ones supporting July Quinn are her suddenly appearing sons and grandsons.


"My dad is not like that."


"Right, my grandpa would never stoop to such lowly means!"


"I think you’re just jealous that she’s young, prettier than you, and performs better too!"


Hmm, July Quinn’s descendants were really forceful, instantly putting Bianca White in an awkward position.


"What a joke!"


If Kyle Keaton wasn’t present and if she didn’t want to ruin her gentle persona in front of him, she would’ve taught these brats a lesson herself.


"She doesn’t even dare participate in shooting training, afraid that before the competition people will find out she doesn’t even meet the qualification criteria. Do I need to be jealous of her?"


Bianca White coldly rebuked these brats.


Yet unexpectedly, these brats dared challenge her.


"Our grandpa is definitely not avoiding training; he just has no interest in it."


"Exactly, an empty vessel makes the loudest noise. My dad’s skills absolutely surpass yours!"


Bianca White totally hadn’t anticipated being confronted by a few brats, so she simply proposed, "Fine, since you’re unconvinced, do you dare let her compete with me?"


Since July Quinn joined the Vanguard Corps, Bianca White hoped for a real competition with July Quinn, to thoroughly outshine her.


But previously, July Quinn hadn’t participated in training at all, leaving Bianca without any chance to compete.


And now, July Quinn’s Flower Guardians sent this opportunity right to her doorstep, leaving her merciless.


"Dad, compete with her, beat her!"


"Grandpa, go ahead! Don’t be polite!"


"Get her, Grandpa!"


Victor Hawthorne and the younger ones clamored for July Quinn to compete against Bianca White.


As a result, Bianca White felt even more smug, looking at July Quinn with nothing but provocation in her eyes.


"Look, even your supporters are asking you to compete with me. Do you dare to take me on?"


But unexpectedly, July Quinn just yawned and mumbled, "Whatever."


She answered casually, her face looking tired.


Mainly because she had just climbed up from the bottom of a cliff earlier, exhausting too much of her energy today.


She just wanted Bianca White to shut up and quickly return to the hotel to rest.


With July Quinn’s response, Bianca White felt even more proud, starting to arrange the competition.


Brandon White took advantage of Bianca White arranging the competition, and once went forward to advise July Quinn, "My cousin’s shooting skills are really good. It’s better if you don’t compete."


Kyle Keaton watched the young ones approaching July Quinn several times, feeling extremely irritated, wanting to scold someone.


In the end, before he could speak, July Quinn coldly rebuked, "If you can’t speak properly, just shut up. So annoying."


Brandon White: "..."


Why doesn’t this guy realize until hitting a dead end?


Fine, let her face the harsh reality then.


Only this way will she realize I’m doing it for her own good!


Brandon White returned to Bianca White’s camp to help prepare for the event.


Luckily, Stillwater Villa also has a shooting range, and all the equipment is readily available.


Soon, Bianca White donned the specialized gear for the shooting competition, and politely handed another set to July Quinn.


"I don’t need it."


"The recoil of this gun isn’t small, and the sound isn’t quiet either. If you don’t use it, when your ears can’t take it, don’t blame others for not warning you."


In Bianca White’s eyes, July Quinn was like a flower in a greenhouse, completely unaware of the recoil and sound hazards of firearms.


Therefore she, with a "been-there" attitude, "guided" July Quinn.


But July Quinn’s response remained, "No need, this recoil and sound are nothing."


"Since you insist on being stubborn, suit yourself." Bianca White’s face showed a "looking at an idiot" expression, as if July Quinn was beyond saving.