Reclaiming the CEO's Heart

Chapter 151 Are These Yours

Chapter 151 Are These Yours

Frank quickly pulled her into the woods, where there was a tree house that Randy had taken her to

several days ago.

However, Frank swept away the fallen leaves and led her into the secret underground base.

It was dark underground. He lit the oil lamp, and the gentle light illuminated the entire base instantly.

Avery was shocked when she saw the things stored inside. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

"Are these yours?" She pointed to the guns and weapons hanging on the wall.

Frank nodded slightly without explaining too much. He picked up a small pistol and put it in Avery's

hand.

"The truth will always only be in the hands of the strong. No matter what happens in the future, you

need weapons for self-defense."

Avery touched the heavy pistol with a slightly nervous expression. She swallowed and said, "You are

giving it to me?"

Frank's eyes under the mask looked serious, and his voice was cold, "If you can't escape, I hope this is

your last way out."

He pointed the gun at his chest and said, "Point it at your enemy's chest, pull the trigger, and shoot him

dead."

It turned out that he knew very well every night when nightmares awakened her. He never said

anything, but it didn't mean he didn't care.

"If you don't want to have a nightmare, just cut off the source of the nightmare."

Avery nodded fearfully.

"Now, I'll teach you how to use it." Although Frank was injured, it did not affect his movements.

His slender fingers flexibly decomposed the gun, and he said. "Before you shoot, you have to get to

know it so that you won't accidentally hurt yourself."

"I see."

Avery accepted his kindness because she couldn't be sure if she would encounter dangers in the

future.

Her current physical strength was too weak, so she knew that it would be nice to have a way to protect

herself.

After a short while, she learned to disassemble and assemble the gun, and Frank was impressed.

"You did a good job. Now, let's practice."

He took Avery to the shooting range and said, "Do you see the aim? Aim and pull the trigger."

It was the first time for Avery to hold a gun. She wasn't sure whether she was excited or scared, but her

arm shook uncontrollably.

Her body was against Frank's warm chest as Frank was hugging her from behind. He pressed his palm

against her hand and said, "Don't be afraid. Find the target, and then shoot like this...."

Boom!

The harsh sound of a gunshot was deafening. The sound was so shocking that her heart almost

stopped beating when she heard it up close for the first time.

She froze blankly, and her body was shaking unconsciously.

"Just like that, remember?" Avery could fear Frank's warm breath in her ear, and she finally came to

her senses.

Only then did Avery realize that Frank almost held her whole body in his arms, and even his palm was

close to the back of her hand.

Avery subconsciously wanted to distance herself from him but Frank was quicker than her.

In only a second, Frank had already moved away from her, keeping a distance from her. He said in a

low and hoarse voice, "Try again. Remember not to panic. Your hand must not shake, and your aim

must be accurate. If you are going to shoot someone, there's nothing to fear. Either he dies, or you die,

so you must be ruthless! Being soft-hearted won't help."

Frank's words hit the nail on the head. It was true that her failure in life so far had something to do with

her sentimentality. She was too weak.

Whether it was Layla or Jacob, they had walked all over her.

Thinking of this, she became firmer and raised her arm again.