The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 605

Talbot's face was ashen with rage.

How did she know that gun was empty? And how on earth had she managed to swap the weapons right under everyone's noses?

While Talbot hesitated to give the order, Citrine let out a derisive laugh. "Tell your men to drop their weapons and let them go."

As she spoke, she yanked back the bolt on her rifle with a sharp, decisive motion.

Talbot's eyes narrowed in alarm. He pressed his palm downward, signaling the men in camo to set down their guns.

The soldiers obeyed, lowering their weapons and moving to untie the ropes binding the group.

Yet even with their bonds loosened, there wasn't a single smile among the Carmichaels or Hilda. None of them dared imagine what awaited Citrine once they

were gone.

Raymond stared at his daughter, face lined with worry. "Citrine, we're not leaving you here alone."

Hilda's voice trembled with pain. "That's right. We can't just abandon you."

cold and sharp. "Don't do

pressed their lips together, swallowing their words. Hilda did the same, her eyes brimming

hostage

didn't look at them again. Her voice stayed icy.

gaze was heavy as he looked at the others. "You heard

weigh Citrine

the sniper's line of sight did

the abandoned building when they were blocked by another

order -you're supposed to let us

leader gave a mocking chuckle, as if he'd just heard the punchline to a bad

his weapon, aiming straight at Raymond's chest, and drawled, "Boss did say you could leave-but he never said you'd walk

hit him. He set his jaw. "We're not far from the

met

are fitted with suppressors. No one

talk. Time to say

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and the rest of the squad raised their guns, muzzles trained on the group. With practiced precision, they chambered rounds and placed their