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.

sit down, but in that instant, a flash of resolve glinted in Citrine's

in camouflage

had moved so fast, they hadn't

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

open. Their faces were a mix of shock and

wide-eyed. More than surprise, their expressions brimmed with

stare icy as she pressed the gun harder against Talbot's head.

laughing. He barked an order at his men: "Shoot! There are no bullets in Citrine Carmichael's

Hilda stopped breathing for a

screamed, tears streaking her face. The thought of losing

Swach to

Talbot! Go

those times

That car accident you had-it was me. tampered with your brakes." Hilda was shaking, her

lose her daughter a

"Don't worry. Your turn will

his

just as they did, Citrine pulled a second, black pistol from her

He threw up