Chapter 1763: Asking the wrong requests
BANG!
Brad froze. His face slowly crumpled as he looked down at his chest. Blood quickly soaked his shirt from within, crawling like spider webs across the fabric.
BANG!
The second bullet struck his hand, making him drop his weapon. Slowly, he turned toward the source. Through his blurred vision, he first caught the smoke rising from a handgun’s muzzle.
And then, he saw her. The one holding it was...
Penelope Bennet.
BANG!
The third shot hit him again, and this time, he was not sure where. Brad collapsed backward with a loud thud. His fall felt slower than it should, with pain blooming from his chest and hand, spreading through his entire body.
’Damn you, Shawn...’ he cursed internally, before finally hitting the floor.
THUD.
"Ugh..." he groaned, clutching at his chest—or rather, somewhere near his armpit. But the pain had already spread across his shoulders and down to every inch of him.
Meanwhile, Penny sat up, panting. The gun in her hand trembled. She swallowed hard, then locked eyes with Shawn.
Regret still flickered in his gaze, but despite the sharpness in her own, she gave him a small nod.
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[A short flashback]
"This time... I might kill you right here and now. The code."
A heavy silence settled between them. A gun pressed against her forehead. Shawn was looking down at her sternly. Yet Penny showed no fear.
How could she, when the one holding the gun was trembling—more afraid of pulling the trigger than she was of dying?
"I don’t have it," she said calmly.
"You have it," Shawn muttered, voice low but firm. "I know... because Zoren Pierson handed it to you."
He nodded slightly toward the corner. "I wiretapped this place. Listened to all your conversations."
and gave
code. Now," Shawn repeated,
followed, making his chest swell
"Now!" he shouted.
back at him. After a
give you the code," she said. "But Shawn... after working
to make you pull
relaxed her posture
be: don’t make me hate you for
been betrayed once before. No—she had been betrayed all her life, right from the
perfect. And she might not be
accept this betrayal," she whispered, each
his hand. The corners of his eyes reddened, his already broken resolve crumbling
to hate me,’ his heart
mouth wouldn’t
soul, reading him like an open book. Maybe it was because she’d spent so much time around inmates in her past life—she knew how to read
were innocent—but some had simply made a terrible, stupid mistake. And a
now, the man with the gun... wasn’t pointing
He was pleading.
Save me.
Help me.
Please...
his eyes
how could she fear
then finally, made a
in the blink of an eye, the
him out of it. His hands shot
enough to know—don’t give me a chance. I’ll
gun. He gulped. But oddly,
don’t... one of
he dropped to his knees. Hands raised
"Please."
kept her eyes on him,
voice softer. "Don’t
Silence.
as her
device?" she asked,
nothing.
About Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress - Chapter 1763
Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress is the best current series of the author Bajaj. With the below Chapter 1763 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 1763 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com