The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 604

"The medical industry in Country J, the coal mines in Country H, construction in Country Y, antiques in Country K, military equipment in Country A-Citrine Carmichael cut off every path we had. There's nowhere left for us to go."

Talbot let out a contemptuous laugh. "Citrine Carmichael. I really did underestimate you."

He paused, then added, "But you know what they say don't corner a rat unless you're ready for it to bite."

Citrine's expression didn't change. Her voice was as calm as ever. "Are you admitting you're the rat here?"

Talbot scoffed, "Sharp tongue."

But then his face turned cold, voice like steel. "Enough. Do it now. If you don't, you'll all be dead."

Raymond shouted, "Citrine, do it!"

Hilda, desperate, cried, "Shoot, Citrine! Now!"

As their pleas echoed, the group squeezed their eyes shut, not in fear, but with the grim resolve of people ready to die.

Citrine's heart twisted painfully.

She stole a quick glance at the sniper's position, tightening her grip on the gun in her hand.

that instant, a flash of resolve glinted in Citrine's eyes. She spun around and jammed the muzzle of her

in

they hadn't even had time

Citrine's gun pressed to Talbot's head, every gun on the

and Hilda's eyes flew open. Their faces

wide-eyed. More than surprise,

Citrine said, her stare icy as she pressed the gun harder against Talbot's

started laughing. He barked an order at his men:

and Hilda stopped breathing

tears streaking her face. The thought of losing

Swach to

Talbot! Go ahead!"

"All those times

did you? That car accident you had-it was me. tampered with your brakes." Hilda was shaking, her words tumbling out between

lose her daughter a

worry. Your turn will

to his men.

moved in—but just as they did, Citrine pulled a second, black pistol from her pocket and tossed

He threw up