The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 658

Wade nodded. "From that height, if it didn't kill them, they'd at least be paralyzed."

The Griffin family had considerable influence in Crestwood, and now they might end up making an enemy of them. Wade's gaze darkened as he silently resolved to take responsibility for the whole incident once they got back. If the Griffin family decided to retaliate, he'd make sure all their anger was directed at him.

He was determined to protect Citrine, no matter what. No one would lay a finger on her.

As Wade was lost in thought, Citrine suddenly turned to him and Monica, her voice calm and unhurried. "Don't worry. Jonah's going to be fine."

At her words, Monica, Wade, and the three men behind them-Townsend, Curry, and Stevenson-all turned to look at her.

"What makes you so sure?" The group stared at her in disbelief.

Citrine just smiled, saying nothing.

Meanwhile, halfway up the cliff at Skysunder Ridge, the security team had already spread out, setting up several massive safety nets anchored firmly to the rock face.

Everyone waited, tense, as the system tracked the falling car's trajectory. Once the computer locked onto the spot where the two men would land, the security team in that sector sprang into action.

A moment later, the battered racecar plunged down, crashing straight onto one of the nets the Skysunder Ridge team had prepared.

off. Almost immediately, a frantic-

Jonah was pulled from the car by the Skysunder Ridge security team and

Once everything was under

for the race erupted in cheers when

out the helicopter

on the side of the aircraft was a mountain crest-the emblem of the Skysunder Ridge Security

was the Skysunder

wonder. Only with them involved could

eyes locked onto the hee insignia. This was the first time Skysunder Ridge's elite

in public,

everyone's curiosity was piqued.

and battered, were escorted back by the Skysunder

their visible injuries, both men were

In a gentle voice, he said, "Thank you for saving me. If you or

favor from the Griffit

ask."

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