After everyone had left, Sara looked at Bella and asked, "Bella, why hasn't Master Bishop come back yet?"
Bella smiled, "He might have something important. Miss Martin, if you are bored, you can go downstairs to watch shooting."
Sara shook her head. She remained on the ground, playing with the gun parts, "It's okay. I'll stay here and wait for Master Bishop."
However, Yasmine did not achieve her aim, so she hadn't left. She was chatting with Sara, reminiscing about her school life with Hank. Sara was listening to her while assembling the parts together. Her eyes lit up when she managed to assemble the gun. She was amazed by herself. When she was about to show it to Hank, someone held her hand. A slender finger pointed at the gun and said, "Here, it's wrong."
Sara turned around in surprise and saw Hank's handsome face. He bent down slightly, almost holding her into his arms from the back. She could feel the heat from his muscles and the unique fragrance of cigarettes mingled with tangerine shower gel.
Sara's cheeks turned red all of a sudden. She lowered her head and said, "I don't think it's wrong."
Hank sat down. In less than three seconds, he dismantled the gun that Sara had assembled with a lot of effort. He picked up a small part and said, "It's inverted."
Sara came to the realization, "No wonder I felt something wrong when I was assembling it just now."
Looking at their intimacy, Yasmine bit her teeth and said with a smile, "Master Bishop, you were away just now, so you must not have seen Commander Selmy, have you?"
"Is Commander Selmy here?" Hank raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where is he?"
Yasmine said, "Commander Selmy fell sick suddenly, everyone had no idea what to do. It was Miss Martin who rescued him."
Sara instinctively felt that something was wrong. Although it seemed like Yasmine was praising her, she sensed that Yasmine had other intentions by intuition.
Sure enough, Yasmine continued speaking, "Speaking of that, the situation was so chaotic. Commander Selmy's condition was critical. Miss Martin was so brave, she rescued him and got a favor from Selmy family. However, there is no guarantee that it will turn out like this every time. If something bad happened, Miss Martin would become the target of criticism, wouldn't she?"
She sounded like she was concerned about Sara. However, after thinking about it carefully, it was clear that Yasmine was indirectly blaming Sara for showing off. She did not care about anything else for the sake of doing Selmy family a favor. She managed to save Commander Selmy by luck, but next time, she would not be so lucky.
Sara had heard a lot of indirect criticism and curses since young, so she was always more sensitive than others. She instantly understood Yasmine must be hinting to Hank that she would get him into trouble.
Subconsciously, Sara looked at Hank's expression.
Hank pinched her white and tender fingertips, putting the assembled Medusa on her hand. After Yasmine had blabbered on for a long time, he finally raised his slender eyelashes and looked at her, "Have you finished talking?"
"... Yeah,"
Hank nodded. He said to Bella with his head tilted, "Now that Miss Yasmin has finished talking, let's send the guest off."
Yasmine's face darkened. She stood up and said, "Master Bishop, I know that you are now doting on Miss Martin. That's why you don't like what I said very much, but good advice is always harsh. Miss Martin is too reckless..."
"Do you know what you look like now?" Hank put his hand on Sara's shoulder leisurely. His gaze was like a black panther basking in the sun, which looked gentle and harmless. However, in fact, it could stretch out its claws and kill its prey in an instant. He said, "Yasmine, I remember Madam Bishop used to praise you for being dignified and refined. Why are you acting like a big mouth now? Huh?"
Hank extended the "huh" sound, with a little jeer and banter, making Yasmine so humiliated that she wanted to dig a hole on the ground and jumped in it.
She had never been humiliated before. However, Hank was the one who said that, so she could only bite her teeth and hold back all the anger. She forced a smile and said, "...I said too much. I have something to do at home, so I'll leave now. Master Bishop, enjoy yourself."
Hank said indifferently, "I'll have a good time for sure as soon as you leave."
Yasmine almost couldn't hold her smile anymore. She turned around and left without saying a word.
Bella looked at Yasmine's back and clicked his tongue, "Sir, why are you still so disrespectful?"
"She is just a nobody." Hank scoffed, "How dare she intervene in my project."
Sara was confused, "But Miss Lee said that she was your classmate and almost married you." After a pause, she added, "Miss Lee also said that when you first met her, she was scolded by the teacher because she was on her period and was late for class, you couldn't stand it so you kicked the table over and helped her out."
Hank couldn't remember it obviously. He tilted his head, looked at Bella and asked, "Did I do such a stupid thing?"
Bella coughed and said, "That's true. But the reason why you kicked over the table was that the teacher was scolding her beside you, disturbing your sleep."
Hank nodded, "I told you that I didn't do such a stupid thing."
Sara let out a cough, "But Miss Yasmin seemed to have misunderstood..."
Bella couldn't help but laugh, "Miss Martin, although Master Bishop looks like this now, he had girls fawning on him since he was in kindergarten. When he grew up, there were countless beauties chasing after him, but he was not interested in any one of them. With Miss Yasmin... I guess he only remembered her name."
Hank raised his eyebrows and said in a faint voice, "What do you mean by 'looks like this now?"
Bella said hurriedly, "I mean, you look very smart and handsome, just like an Apollo."
Hank was satisfied. He pinched Sara's neck and chuckled, "What's wrong? Are you jealous?"
Sara was puzzled, "What am I jealous for?"
Hank was speechless.
All right, the kid was still young, so she couldn't be punished.
He stood up and said, "I'm tired. Bella will teach you how to shoot."
Sara did not understand why Master Bishop was annoyed all of a sudden. She deeply felt that he was really a fickle person as what the others said. After seeing that he was making a phone call by the side, she began to learn shooting from Bella attentively.
She was especially serious about learning. To Bella's surprise, Sara was gifted in shooting skills and she had an analogical way of learning. When he reached out to adjust Sara's gun-holding posture, he suddenly felt a pair of cold eyes staring at him.
There was also a faint killing intent in those eyes.
Bella's back went stiff, quickly withdrew his hand. Sara was confused, "Bella, what's wrong?"
Bella said, "I suddenly remembered that I still have something to deal with. Why don't you ask Master Bishop to teach you?"
Sara was puzzled, "But Master Bishop asked you to teach me."
Bella thought to himself, "If this old man really thought so, why is he glaring at me as if he wants to burn two holes in my body?"