The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 1260

Today felt like the end of the line for him...

The footsteps below were closing in, and Nick was bracing himself for one last stand.

But the moment he saw who was coming up, the scalpel slipped from his hand and clattered to the ground.

It wasn't just anyone; it was Atlas.

"Mr. Nick!"

Atlas's voice was filled with relief as he leapt up the stairs. Just as he was about to ask what happened, his eyes landed on Nick's soaked clothes and the droplets of blood dripping from his hand.

Atlas's face turned white. "Mr. Nick, you..."

hand to cut him off, removing the earpiece from his ear and turning it off. "We need to

he notice the back of Nick's shirt was almost entirely drenched, leaving bloodstains on the stairs behind

wound was severe; a bullet had torn through his back, narrowly

heavily on Atlas's shoulder. "Don't breathe

trembled, but knowing Mr. Nick's stubborn nature, he nodded tightly. "I understand.

Chester I let him down, couldn't find any leads on Aunt Tung, and my sister... keep her out

and his head slumped

condition was, Atlas's eyes burned red, the veins on his hands bulging with tension, but he didn't dare waste a moment. He motioned for his men to help carry Nick on his

it in his pocket, and told his team, "Someone stay behind and clean up all

slip out the back door with Nick just before

in, so

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through her earpiece before the line went dead. Her fingers danced over the touchpad, pulling up the GPS tracker to