Chapter 318

The father sprinted desperately toward his young boy, eyes wild with fear and tears streaming down his face.

As he reached his son, his heart nearly stopped-the pavement was scarred by bullets, each hole barely a hair's breadth from his son's fragile body.

"He's alright, honey!" he shouted, relief shaking his voice. "She missed our boy is safe!"

He clutched his wife tightly, their bodies trembling in shared gratitude.

"What?" Clarissa shrieked in disbelief.

Fury surged through her veins, and she raised her gun again, merciless eyes locked on the helpless child.

Instantly, the father shielded his son, spreading himself protectively. "If you're gonna kill my boy, you'll have to go through me first."

Clarissa sneered viciously. "Fine by me. Cleaning out trash is always a pleasure."

She squeezed the trigger without hesitation.

The father clenched his eyes shut, bracing himself for the piercing pain. But instead of death, a violent explosion erupted from Clarissa's gun.

The weapon shattered spectacularly, hurling shards of hot metal directly into her face and body.

Clarissa screamed—a raw, agonized cry-as the burning shrapnel sliced into her skin and eyes, sending her reeling to the ground.

The crowd erupted into satisfied murmurs.

"Serves the bitch right."

"Instant karma never misses."

"That's divine justice!"

Henrietta's face twisted in panic and anguish. She rushed to her mother's side, frantically grabbing her shoulders. "Mom! Mom, can you hear me?"

Clarissa writhed on the ground, shrieking in pain. "Help me! My face-my eyes! God, the pain!"

Henrietta. She spun to Bobby, terror filling her voice. "Bobby, do something! Help

toward Alex, urgency in his voice. "Doctor, hurry up! If anything

coolly as blood seeped from countless

"Relax. She'll last another

with rage. "You bastard! You'll regret this! Your family

the threats, Alex swiftly returned his attention to the wounded

swiftly-just in time to

later, the wail of sirens cut through the air as the ambulance pulled

toward Clarissa, barking commands and threats

medics hastily loaded Clarissa into the

arrived moments later, gently carrying the boy and his relieved, grateful parents away from

hand firmly, tears of gratitude filling his eyes. "Thank you, Doctor.

as

his car, a shadow

Chicago to visit Kingswell's branch, yet already the city's dark underbelly had revealed

people are truly human," Alex whispered bitterly, gazing at the blood- stained asphalt, "but others are

the golden haze of Vancouver's afternoon, a fleet of helicopters roared over the skyline, slamming

as doors flew open and nearly two dozen figures

each radiated a palpable aura of menace, their synchronized breathing betraying deadly training. They moved like wolves,

firm yet

guards sailed backward,

inside, guns blazing through corridors. Staff scattered, screams punctuating

her office, Jasmine Kingston reviewed documents, oblivious

up sharply just as the ornate doors exploded inward, splintering

forward bravely. "You can't

knocking him unconscious before he even hit the marble

in casually, eyes fixed on Jasmine. "Ah, Ms. Kingston, enjoying a quiet

her gaze.

the guardian of Chicago.

her jaw, fury sparking

think you can walk away clean?

"War?" He chuckled darkly.

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