Chapter 600

Norman and Jeremiah, who had been watching me practice, both managed to take a nap during the session. As I wiped the sweat from my face, I said, "Not bad. I'll rest tomorrow, and I should be back in tip-top condition the day after." Norman rubbed his eyes and glanced at the data, clicking his tongue in disbelief. "Holy shit, Ari, I didn't know you were this good! When did you get this good?" I chuckled. "I've always been this good, okay? After all, isn't golf a mandatory skill?" Norman turned to Jeremiah. "Mr. Hall, what's your best score?" Jeremiah glanced at the data displayed on the computer and froze. "This… are you serious?" I was in a hurry to go home, so I simply said, "You two take your time to figure it out. I'll head back first. Ah, my shoulders are so sore." Suddenly, Jeremiah grabbed my sleeve. "Wait, wait. With skills like yours, why aren't you out there making money?" "Making money? How?" I asked, perplexed. Jeremiah glanced at Norman. "She doesn't know?" Norma