Half an hour later, Zoey found herself inside the said country club; to be exact, watching Kenneth watch people doing target shooting in an open space where they do extra activities aside from just standing and shooting.
"Now tell me how d'you know I'd be here? Are you stalking me, perhaps?" Kenneth shot her a knowing look, arching his right brow as he patiently waited for an answer.
"Tch," Upon hearing his last remarks, Zoey could not help but scoff. "How should I put it?" She mumbled to herself, scratching her temple lightly by her index finger.
Would he even believe her if she said she knew because she used to come in this same place in her previous life? She knew that Kenneth was often in this place. So, whenever she needed his assistance, Zoey would go in here… or should she say ambush him to exploit information from him?
