Pearl of Compassion

S3. Chapters 314. A Deal?

"Who said it?" refute Sabrina.

Danar scanned Sabrina's face with a stick. Seeing no nervousness, the man continued his steps back. In the back, Sabrina breathed a sigh of relief. He was back behind Danar.

The next scene is the shooting arena. Sabrina. He was drowning in happy euphoria. There are many firearms, of various types. The girl smiled. So carefree, with the scenery in front of his eyes.

Besides being able to practice, I can see handsome men! They are also mature. Ah, although still uncel William is the best. But washing your eyes, also does not hurt. Hehe. Sabrina makes merry.

"Young Miss Sabrina," call Danar.

He and Sabrina were very close. Sometimes Danar calls Sabrina by name alone. Hearing her name being called, Sabrina walked over. Rihanna was given a beautiful weapon. The Glock 45 GAP.

Sabrina smiled. "It does fit my hand. Uncle Danar is the best!" peekit Sabrina.

"alright. Come on, let's see how far you can shoot" Danar said. He led Sabrina into the shooting range.

The prospective troops, rewind the body. Giving way for Danar and Sabrina to enter the firing range. In the middle of the room, Sabrina became the center of attention. Moreover Danar said himself, if Sabrina is special.

Dor.

A deafening voice rang out, coming from the firearm in Sabrina's hand. On target. Everyone who saw it, just froze in its place. Sabrina then moved back. He began to play firearms skillfully. Danar. He began to be convinced, with the thinker Rendy.

"You've come this far?" ask Danar. He was amazed by Sabrina's ability to shoot. Even when the girl backed up her gun.

"It's fun, Uncle Danar. What are we practicing again?" asked Sabrina enthusiastically.

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The next day, Sabrina prepared. He was so happy to meet William on Sunday. Sabrina occasionally smelled a smile. I don't know how many times, he stuck himself in front of the mirror.

After feeling enough, Sabrina grabbed her bag and walked out of the room. The girl rode her motorcycle. As a child of a conglomerate, it is not uncommon for him to have to ride his motorcycle. But as for Sabrina, it was common. Sometimes he wants to relax, using his motorcycle.

At the former memory cafe, Sabrina parked her motorcycle. The girl started walking into the cafe. He began to bend his head, looking for William's nose. The cool and bright widower, looks flashy. Of course because of that guy, wearing a black suit.

"Uncle, William," said Sabrina.

William looked. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Sabrina's appearance. A cream colored blouse combined with a black sepah pleated skirt. Then a sling bag, perched on his shoulder. His black hair was slightly brownish, he let it stretch to his hips. The girl sat her ass in the chair.

Many times William opened his eyes. Trying to control yourself. Sabrina is now stricken with awkwardness. Because, he realized where William's view was locked.

"Em, Uncle?" Sabrina tried to revive the authoritative male figure in front of her.

"Ah, sorry. You order food. I've ordered," said William awkwardly.

Rendy is crazy or what the hell? Sabrina is far more perfect, compared to me. I know, I am a widower. Still trying to match me up with Sabrina. Yeah, I admit she's pretty. But I also can't forget my late wife, just like that. I don't know what to do with this crazy reality. William took a breath.

"Uncle, why?" asked Sabrina in wonder.