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

Chapter 1833: End of an era

"She... got away."

Zoren, Penny, Charles, Slater, Mark, and Angel did their best to catch up. Despite encountering enemies and even their own allies, they stopped for no one. However, even with their best efforts, there was no way for them to catch up.

Their eyes were wide, and the beating of their hearts slowed at the mere thought that Nathalie had gotten away.

Tonight was a perfect chance to end this once and for all. But now that she had escaped, they knew there would be a next time. And next time? They weren’t sure if they could get out of here unscathed.

"Damn it," Zoren breathed out through gritted teeth, his hands balled into tight fists.

At the same time, Angel and Mark, who had managed to find some bazookas, lowered them. Even if they fired at the chopper, it wouldn’t reach the aircraft. If anything, firing it might hurt their own men who were still fighting below.

Penny, on the other hand, drew a deep breath. She kept her eyes on the aircraft, swallowing the tension in her throat. Tonight, they had an advantage because Shawn folded and switched sides.

’What now?’ she wondered to herself, balling her hands into tight fists.

The question didn’t only linger with her but with everyone. Slater, for instance, clenched his teeth as he glared at the aircraft.

"No, I’m not letting her get away—" Just as Slater turned to leave, perhaps to find the nearest available aircraft in the area, Charles stopped him.

"Slater," Charles called, watching his son look in his direction. He shook his head at him and then shifted his eyes to everyone. "She got away, there’s that. And there’s no one to blame for that. Nathalie has been in this business, and getting away from a pickle is one of the things she has survived all these decades."

He nodded at them, huffing sharply. "This may mean it’s not over yet, but—"

BOOM!

back in his throat as they heard a loud explosion in the

their complexions paled slightly in surprise. Their brows knitted, confused at

falling into the ocean. Such a sight looked so familiar, just like

"What?" they blurted out.

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Hugo clenched his teeth as he lowered a bazooka. With him was Mint, who had been whining and crying that she was

of them had proceeded to go to the mansion. After all, Penny was kind enough to leave a motorcycle for

years of experience already told them who the person in the chopper was.

"Die, bitch!"

in just one try. Mint had already tried once,

give you another chance to respawn!?" she harrumphed. "Over

Nathalie managed to get away from here. That woman was just too evil to breathe the same

on the other hand, leaned back. He was slumped on the ground, weakened by his injuries. His leg was cast with a makeshift cast that was made out

his mouth curling up slightly. He may not know this, and he may not ever know it, but in his previous life, what shone in

right now, on the same day of his death, what his eyes were mirroring wasn’t the stars twinkling.

eyes to Mint standing beside him. He chuckled and shook his head, shifting

suddenly bit her tongue, her face twisting at the sudden thought that crossed her mind. She turned

leaning her face closer. "RIGHT?! We need to be sure before I celebrate. Otherwise, it’ll be humiliating to celebrate when

He kept his eyes on the sky and shrugged. "First Brother said Nathalie would get away via chopper, because Penny plays too much and Zoren’s

his eyes at Mint. "So,

face soured. "Just because Atlas

always right," Hugo argued, shifting his eyes at the falling aircraft. He smirked.