Just then, Gerard arrived with a coach. "This is the private coach.

He can teach Jerrold archery," he informed Lilah.

Indeed, children from rich families often receive specialized training from a young age.

Jerrold, intrigued by archery, eagerly followed the coach to begin his lessons.

Marlene, seizing an opportunity to belittle Lilah, asked, "Can you shoot arrows, Lilah? Why don't you learn from Laura?"

Marlene's question to Lilah carried a subtle undertone of disdain.

She couldn't fathom how Lilah could measure up to Laura. In her eyes, Laura was the epitome of nobility and skill, while Lilah, coming from a less affluent background and having a child out of wedlock, seemed less worthy.

Marlene was convinced that if Gerard spent more time with Laura, he would see her virtues and, in contrast, Lilah's shortcomings.

Lilah declined politely, “No, thanks. I'll figure it out myself."

Walter then roped Gerard into a friendly competition. “Gerard, let's have a match."

"Do you need help, Lilah?" Gerard offered.

"I know a bit. Go ahead, I'll be fine," Lilah replied with a smile.

Laura, in the midst of teaching Marlene, took her first shot and hit the eighth ring. Marlene, impressed, exclaimed, “Wow, Laura, you're incredible! If you were a guy, I'd marry you.

Laura, modest as ever, replied, “I'm not at my best today. My old coach would've definitely had some critiques."

“Really? You were even better before? You're like a pro archer!"

Marlene was both surprised and admiring, occasionally glancing over at Lilah.

Meanwhile, Lilah was engrossed in her own attempts with the bow and arrow, unaware of Marlene's glances.

Marlene fought back laughter, noticing Lilah's struggle with the equipment.

Just then, a burly man with yellow hair shoved Lilah away.

“Miss, if you're not sure how to shoot, please step aside," Gerry Larson said, his tone dismissive.

It was only after his brusque comment that he saw Lilah's face, pausing to take in her beauty. He thought she looked familiar, wondering if she might be a celebrity. If she was a star, this was his lucky day!

"This is my spot," Lilah stated firmly, her gaze icy.

Gerry, undeterred, chuckled. "Miss, archery isn't for girls. Why don't you try the claw machines instead? I can help you win some toys later."

Gerry's two companions also came over. They were all dressed like fops. Gerry was apparently the leader of their crew as the other two stepped up and said, “Gerry wants to play. Just step aside and Learn."