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."

else could protest, Citrine's voice cut through the air, cold and sharp. "Don't do anything foolish right

their lips together, swallowing their words. Hilda did the same,

survive was to leave now. Citrine was holding Talbot hostage precisely to give them this chance. If they

them again. Her voice stayed

heavy as he looked at

they couldn't afford to weigh Citrine down. Stifling their grief, they turned

had disappeared from the sniper's line of sight did Citrine

hadn't made it far from the abandoned building when they were blocked by another squad

order -you're supposed to let us go. What's the meaning

if he'd just heard the punchline to a

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

not far from the building. The moment you fire, your boss

met

one will hear a thing. You'll all die here, and no one will ever find

Time to say

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guns, muzzles trained on the group. With