Inherit Billions (Seraphina and Orion)

Chapter 518 A Gun from Nowhere

The sharp shout of a reporter sliced through the tense atmosphere, startling everyone.

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Rather than focusing on the woman's link to the Cross Group, the reporters' attention was abruptly captured by accusations about her supposed dealings with them.

"How dare you question our motives when Ms. Cross almost lost her life?!" Joseph's face turned ashen with rage.

"Well, Ms. Cross seems fine to me. Who's to say she's not faking it? Maybe the whole car crash was staged by the Crosses!"

A man's voice rang out. He was thin, wearing a baseball cap, and looked like he was from around here.

While the other reporters were well-dressed and polished, he stuck out like a sore thumb with his scruffy

appearance.

Seraphina quickly turned away and leaned toward Thomas, whispering urgently, "Get rid of that guy. Take care of him and hand him over to the police later."

She was convinced he wasn't one of the press-he was probably just a troublemaker, likely someone sent by Blake's people.

Thomas hesitated. "But if I leave, who will..." Who will stay to protect you?

Seraphina pursed her lips, glancing around. "It's fine. No one's watching. Go quickly."

They'd prepared for many things, but they hadn't expected someone to slip in among the reporters.

reluctant nod, obeying her orders and

would only attract too much

me, how much did they pay

clearly startled

after much persuasion from others, thinking it was the right thing to do

now, faced with that

mood shifted dramatically within

in agreement

warning, the man in the baseball cap threw

be hiding something! You owe

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Chaos broke out instantly

face tightened, about to speak when another

isn't hurt! This whole

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man rushed toward her, making it clear he was

calmly in her wheelchair, Seraphina met his gaze with chilling intensity, already sensing his

to shield her,

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flew through the air, hitting the man squarely in the head and knocking him to the ground with a sickening thud.

a sleek

the crowd, walking with casual ease. He bent down, picked up the gun, slipped it into his pocket, and said nonchalantly, "It's a prop

over the crowd at his