Chapter 663:

She stayed focused on Brendan, not daring to let her guard down.

“Speak,” she replied.

“Live on,” Kristian said simply.

Before she could respond, he yanked her forward—and pushed her off the cliff.

Freya had backup waiting below, so she would be fine.

As for what was unfolding atop the cliff, Kristian would handle Brendan and his crew.

He had promised her she would be safe.

The instant Freya spotted the yacht gliding below them, realization struck like lightning. As her body plunged downward, she instinctively latched onto Kristian with the hand still gripping the gun, yanking him along with her.

air toward Brendan

and Kristian fell, one of the razor-edged cards sliced across his cheek, leaving a

armed men weren’t as fortunate, taking sharp hits from

splash echoed below as Kristian and Freya

people aboard the yacht wasted no time pulling them

Kristian climbed onto the deck and reached down to help Freya, his eyes locked on Brendan at

was

shot

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screamed through the air with blistering

Freya with his own body. The bullet slammed into his back, and his crisp white shirt bloomed red with

him, he forced his expression to remain calm, lifting Freya onto the yacht without flinching. Brendan was already preparing another shot when Freya

she could fire, a sudden

in uniform emerged from the trees behind him, completely surrounding him. At the head of the group stood Ellis. The moment Freya laid

was no point. The towering cliffs left no way to climb back up. More urgently, Kristian was burning with fever; he needed to get to a hospital. As for Brendan, Ellis

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