The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 600

"Yes, sir."

At the order, the soldier in camouflage readied his rifle and crept slowly toward the

corner.

It was a dead end-nowhere left to run. Hilda reached into her pocket and drew out a knife, gripping it tightly in her palm.

The footsteps drew nearer. Determined, Hilda sprang from her hiding spot, thrusting the blade toward the soldier's chest.

She'd picked up a little self-defense over the years, but this man-one of Mirage Cay's elite, trained to the bone-was in a different league. He knocked the knife from her hand before she could blink. With barely any effort, he pinned her arms and pressed the muzzle of his rifle against her back, shoving her up the stairs to the rooftop.

The moment Hilda appeared, Citrine's eyes widened in shock. She quickly masked her reaction, forcing her emotions down and showing nothing on her face.

Talbot, on the other hand, looked genuinely surprised. His lips curled into a mocking smile.

"Well, President Saunders, shouldn't you be enjoying your corner office? What brings you here?"

Hilda ignored him. Her gaze fell on Citrine-she looked her up and down, searching for injuries. Only when she saw Citrine was unharmed did her shoulders loosen.

Talbot. I'll help

after another, all of

about escaping. His eyes narrowed, voice sharp. "President Saunders, what exactly is your relationship

air. Talbot barely waited a second before continuing, "She's your long-lost daughter,

answer, but her expression said

out laughing. “Well, isn't that something! She really

wonder-like mother, like daughter. You've both been a thorn in my side for years," he sneered. Hilda had been his adversary sincè the early days, never missing chance to put him in his place. Now, her

he ordered the camouflaged soldier

boardroom, Hilda's word was law; no one dared cross her. But now, faced with humiliation, her anger boiled over. "You bastard! Don't you

nothing, pushing

was icy. "Make one more

as the

captives, a satisfied smile curling on his

without warning, forced a gun into her

"Citrine, do you remember

"Do you remember what it felt

their minds and tore each other

bones floating in the puddles the