Chapter 169

Magnolia.

This time, Raymond finally saw what those countless pairs of eerie green eyes in the room belonged to.

The sight sent a chill down his spine.

A pack of vicious dogs bared their teeth, their heads weaving from side to side with hunger. When they caught sight of Citrine, their low growls turned excited and sharp.

Raymond was a grown man and even he felt afraid-so it was almost unimaginable how terrifying this must have been for eleven-year-old Citrine.

As Citrine took in the scene before her, the color drained from her face.

She stumbled back several steps, only for her legs to give out beneath her. She collapsed to the floor.

The dogs circled, waiting for the right moment, then lunged straight at her.

Just as the snarling beasts leapt, Citrine's eyes landed on a small wooden stick lying on the floor. She snatched it up, gripping it with all her might.

swinging the stick with every ounce of strength she

hesitation. Each blow was wild and desperate,

clenched her jaw against the pain, refusing to stop, beating back

stun batons. One of them grabbed Citrine by the

Citrine gasped, struggling to

hauling her before a man seated on a

the floor in front of him, his eyes glinted with interest. "You've brought me a

Havencrest. No idea what she did to

they tossed Citrine carelessly to the

man looked her over, his gaze cold, like he was

into a thin

sense from the way they

trembled, "Sir, my family is wealthy. If you let me go, we'll pay you

might refuse, Citrine added urgently, "I can call my father right now and

plea, letting out a sharp laugh.

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