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

Chapter 1828: Only the Law of Survival Understands

A small group of soldiers already awaited Nathalie and Gilbert outside her room. Together, they quickly headed to the courtyard, where a helicopter was prepared for Nathalie.

The sound of gunfire grew louder as they rushed to their destination.

Just as Butler Gilbert had warned, their enemies had infiltrated the mansion. They’d barely left the room when they had their first confrontation. A few of her men fell, but they managed to take down the immediate threat.

Without stopping, the remaining group carried on.

That encounter wasn’t isolated; if anything, it snowballed.

More gunfire, more encounters, more problems, more deaths.

Naturally, the group had to change course to reach their objective. What should have been a mere five-minute trip stretched far longer than intended.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Nathalie and Butler Gilbert dove behind a wall as more enemies appeared at the other end of the hallway. The strong scent of sulfur stung their nostrils as bullets continuously struck their cover.

"How... how did this all happen?" she breathed, her voice shaking. She glared at her butler, who was more focused on their survival.

At this point, only three of them remained: Nathalie, Gilbert, and their last soldier. This grim reality highlighted just how deeply the enemies had penetrated the mansion.

BANG—

Butler Gilbert peeked out and opened fire, hitting the person shooting at them. Another followed, which he also shot down without a second’s hesitation. Without thinking twice, he grabbed Nathalie’s arm.

"Madam, let’s go!" he shouted, and without waiting for her response, he dragged her with him.

matched his pace. Behind them was their only

BANG!

gunshot. They looked back,

BANG! BANG! BANG!

By his civilian

you," she mumbled, emptying her gun at him. "I’ll kill

then grabbed her arm. "Madam," he called, but Nathalie still pulled the trigger until only the clang of an empty chamber was

Gilbert," she breathed out, finally stopping

head and met his eyes, unblinking as they burned. "Not just them, but every single one of their loved ones and friends. Even just those who simply knew them—I’ll kill all of

she wanted in the beginning was to prove her worth and

and she ended up deciding to create her own empire. Yet, everyone was

all

every word. If Nathalie came out of here alive, every single person who participated in tonight’s battle would fall: their families, friends, and

Madam," he said, squeezing her arm tighter. "But

other’s eyes. Butler Gilbert nodded slightly, his eyes burning with determination and promise. Hers? Pure

dropped her hand and tossed her pistol away. She walked to her fallen soldier and pulled his rifle, facing him

huffed, more determined to retreat

With that, the two continued, fighting their way out, taking down anyone in their path—something they were both too familiar with. After all, ever since Nathalie was dragged into the war her

biggest threats in their way. They even had to take down those they considered friends who had chosen to

they were nothing but monsters in

for them? For Butler Gilbert and Nathalie?

law of man. However, they were right in the law of survival. They did what they must, even if it meant becoming

was so wrong with

Mr. Zorken. He was

Gilbert shouted and pulled