Penelope just pursed her lips. "Underestimating opponents doesn't end well."
"That's why such people aren't fit to be heirs," Jaime remarked, leaving the comment hanging in the air.
Without responding, Penelope stood up and nodded, "I'm done here, Jaime. The elder wants to see me, so I should go."
"Alright, go ahead," Jaime waved her off but then remembered something. "Oh, Penelope, don't forget dinner with the elders and your mom tonight."
Penelope paused at the doorway. "Got it."
With that, she opened the door and left.
Jaime watched her leave, then chuckled quietly to himself.
**As the afternoon rolled in:**
The shooting contest was set to take place at the Davis family's training grounds. The event hadn't started yet.
Mirabella and Nick arrived just in time to bump into Axel. Axel, still smarting from his failed attempt to outdo Nick earlier didn't look too. thrilled But as his eyes drifted to Nick's injured left hand, a smug satisfaction surfaced. FindNovels
"Mr. Nick, sorry about this morning. Have you had that hand checked out by a doctor?"
Nick's face immediately hardened.