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

Chapter 1676

Santos watched the scene unfold, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. He had to hand it to them; it was impressive how someone with such unusual resilience could still keep going in a situation like this.

What a shame, though. If Cian hadn't stepped in to save that student, Santos might have had a shot at getting out of here in one piece today.

With a smirk, Santos drew a gun from his belt, aiming it at Blaze, who was hanging in mid-air. "Don't waste your time. You're at the end of your rope, and either way, it's a dead end. I'll make it quick for him."

Just as he began to pull the trigger, a cold voice cut through the tension, "Quite the bravado."

In that moment, Santos felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the gun clattered to the ground. He glanced down to see a gaping hole in his wrist, blood welling up almost immediately.

Instinctively, he clamped his other hand over the wound and quickly looked up to see where the voice had come from.

A tall figure stepped out from the second-floor balcony, his face hidden behind a black mask. His presence was intimidating, radiating a menacing energy that chilled anyone to their core.

It was then that Santos realized his men were all down, and those stationed outside were probably no better off...

His eyes narrowed in instinctive recognition of danger. With a quick glance at Mirabella, he vaulted over the broken railing, dropping down to the first floor.

watched him, casually spinning a silenced pistol on his finger before pulling the

shot found its mark, hitting

hesitating before rolling out of

toward the escape route

didn't bother

to pull Blaze to

Mirabella. But when he reached out to help her, she stopped

Mirabella rasped, her voice hoarse as her strength ebbed away, her

sent gunmen after her... Mirabella looked at James with difficulty, her words strained, "You can't touch me,

just a distraction; the real threat

had some resistance to drugs, her foes had clearly spared

face and the wound on her

off his

into

over her before lifting het his arms. As

grip tightened, a fierce resolve settling in his