Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1761: Ten year mission

The sound of the rotor filled the air as Mark grunted in pain. He clutched his side, eyes locked on the chopper flying away from his vantage point.

Behind him, the sound of yells and shouts erupted. Within seconds, armed men poured through the entrance, one after another—but all they found was Mark... and the helicopter disappearing into the sky.

"Damn it!" one of the men shouted in frustration.

Another man raised his rifle and aimed at the chopper, only for the guy beside him to place a hand on the weapon.

"It’s no use," the man said. "You’ll just hit someone else."

"Captain!" One of them rushed to Mark’s side, squatting near him. He reached out to grab Mark’s shoulder, but Mark winced.

"Ugh—"

The bodyguard immediately let go. As he did, he noticed the blood on his palm.

"You’re shot?"

"Grazed," Mark muttered, clutching his shoulder as he sat up, eyes still on the chopper.

The man beside him also looked up at the sky. "We missed them—shit!"

Forget saving Penny—Zoren was going to kill all of them. No... not Zoren. Renny.

"Report back to HQ," someone ordered, eyes still locked on the vanishing aircraft. "They got away... with her."

"Yes, sir."

"Boss," another one said as he approached, panting hard like the others who’d rushed in without a moment’s pause. "What are we going to tell Sir Wild? They got away—and we have no idea where they’re headed."

The man Wild had assigned to lead the team looked around at the rest of the rescue group—Wild’s team, Zoren’s, the police, even Homeland Security.

worry," said one man from Homeland Security.

to," Mark said, reaching

helped him to his

turned to him, and for some

eyes still on

tracker on the chopper," he said. "We’ll

even the wound on his shoulder could extinguish the fire blazing in his

guy next to him. "It’s

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Meanwhile...

tying off his wounded leg, grinding his teeth. "I’m going

was one of their best shooters. He could’ve taken Mark out without blinking. And

it was that Mark "slid off" from the

at him and

Penny

snapped, watching his back. "We’re dumping that woman the moment we don’t need her anymore. No point in making sure she’s comfy or bruise-free. Her end’s the

tucking the cloth beneath

"Shawn." Brad’s tone darkened.

slumped down beside Penny’s unconscious body. With his massive build, just bending his

muttered. The usual cowardice in his voice was gone—he sounded calm, grounded, almost defiant. "She looked after me

hissed, pointing his pistol at him. "Did you hear

but

meant to die, Shawn. You think

"Don’t kid yourself. You already put her at gunpoint. You sedated her. You carried her onto this thing. Even if you shot yourself in front of her, she’s not

Shawn. "You did this. There’s no turning

lowered his head, hiding the regret in his eyes. A lump formed in his throat as he looked at Penny. Slowly,

that," he whispered. "I know

known it from the

her leaning in the corner of the