Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 329

Chapter 329: I think we picked the wrong prizes.

"Just hold your gun like this..." Penny held Zoren’s arm, helping him position it. "I know you can’t see clearly, but you can see colors, right? Just focus on one color..."

Slowly, Zoren gazed down at her, the soft fragrance she emitted filling his nostrils. Her voice sounded serious, though her touch was gentle and patient. He squinted his eyes, hoping he could see her a bit clearer up close.

"And then..." she suddenly looked up at him, only to see him staring at her intently instead of focusing on her instruction. "Mr. Pierson, are you listening? I am trying to help you redeem your confidence."

"Zoren," he corrected coolly as he snapped his gaze to the balloon board. ’And my goal is not hitting the balloons, but the opposite.’ Or rather, hitting a supposed free target.

Penny pressed her lips together and cleared her throat, putting on an unfazed front as she carefully kept her hands on his arm. "Shoot."

BANG! BANG! BANG!

He hit two out of five balloons.

"Oh, wow!" Penny clapped proudly, her eyes quickly studying the look on his face. "One more?"

"No more."

"But you need five balloons popped to get the prize." Her eyes blinked innocently as she raised a finger. "Let’s claim the prize, Zoren."

The staff, who was watching this, couldn’t help but cry in his heart. ’Miss, this is the fifth time now! You’re holding up the line a lot longer than one should! I’ll just give you the prize!’

But before the staff could say anything, Penny beamed at him.

"One more, please!" she said, placing down the token.

"Miss..." the staff wept quietly as he dragged his feet to get them another toy gun.

The people in the back weren’t too happy about the wait. Even with another moving line on the other side, it wasn’t enough due to the number of people coming. Yet, this didn’t matter to either Penny or Zoren, as they shamelessly took their time.

"Just remember what I said, okay?" she said, facing him.

Zoren had his head turned toward her, nodding. He then faced the balloons and raised his arm, taking a deep breath as his eyes sharpened.

It was almost like he was competing in the Olympics with how focused he was. The staff couldn’t even discern if they were amazed by this couple or just didn’t want to see them in the booth again.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Three continuous yet slow shots were fired — all three popped the balloons.

"Nice!" Penny instinctively clapped and jumped in excitement, clasping her hands together. "Zoren, you got three of them — wow!"

She turned to him, only to catch him slowly putting down the toy gun. When he faced her, a proud look spread across his face.

Penny beamed. ’He seems happy,’ she told herself, comparing him to how he looked previously. ’Well, I’m glad.’

"Let’s get the prizes!" she said, and he nodded.

At the same time, the staff approached them with relief plastered across his face. "Miss, sir, what prize do you want? You won two prizes, and you can choose two different ones."

"Nice!" Penny excitedly shifted her attention to the shelf.

There were different prizes one could claim: stuffed toys, theme park souvenirs, some claiming stubs, and so on.

"That one!" Penny immediately pointed at something, and the staff followed her gaze.

The staff furrowed his brows a bit. "The piggy?"

"No! The other one beside it!"

"The hat?"

Penny nodded profusely. "I want that!" she giggled before she faced him. "How about you? What prize do you want? There are stuffed toys and—"