The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 174

His tone was resolute. "I don't want this either, but today, one of us has to die before this door will open. She's the weakest."

"If you want to blame someone, blame her for being too weak."

Una glanced at Farris, who was standing beside Sellers. "Is that how you see it too?" she asked.

Farris said nothing, but drew his knife in silent reply.

Una read their intentions instantly. Her eyes turned cold and sharp. "Citrine, I'm not letting them touch you. As long as I'm breathing, no one is going to hurt you."

She took a few steps back, pulled out her own knife, and positioned herself protectively in front of Citrine, ready to fight.

Hanson stepped back with her, his gaze steady as he looked at the others. "For the past three years, Citrine has been like a little sister to me. If you want to kill her, you'll have to go through me first."

Seeing their determination, Sellers and Farris dropped the pretense and attacked without another word.

burly men. The fight was quick and brutal. Within moments, both Una and Hanson were

had hesitated to get closer. But as Sellers raised his

hard into Sellers'

same time, Una lunged forward, trying to stop him. In the chaos, Sellers' knife drove straight into Una's chest, even as Una's own blade found Sellers'

collapsed, dead before they

Farris stabbed Hanson in the gut. The boy

cared

the door

open, she sprang at the island's master, sinking her teeth into his hand,

let go!" The island master yanked her hair, trying to kick

finger before they managed to pry her loose with a

she was beaten

once her wounds healed, Citrine made up her mind: she would escape this hell,

years, she had learned every route on the island. That very night,

before—each attempt ending in disaster and nearly costing her life. But this time, she got away clean.