The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 768

After coming to an agreement with Ogden, Citrine asked Wade to send her luggage over to the Vermillion Vanguard headquarters.

Today, Citrine had already mapped out the Vermillion Vanguard's mission to Mirage Cay, assigning each member their specific roles. Yet, as she considered the risks ahead, a heaviness settled in her chest.

This mission was perilous-danger hanging over them like a storm cloud. It was the kind of operation where every soldier was staking their life.

Because of this, Citrine decided to host a team dinner that night, giving everyone a chance to unwind together. The following day, she'd let the squad go home to see their families-just in case.

That evening, after some discussion, they decided to keep things informal and eat together in the mess hall.

When Citrine arrived, the soldiers rose as one.

"Boss, you're here."

She nodded to them, signaling everyone to sit before taking a seat beside Sherman.

With a major operation looming and their fates uncertain, tonight was their chance

to let loose-if only for a few hours, drowning their worries in good drink.

Citrine raised her glass. "Tonight, we drink till we can't stand."

A chorus of raised glasses followed. "Drink till we drop!"

Soon, the conversation turned to funny stories from past training sessions.

remember when you first started leading us? We didn't take you seriously -thought you were too young, and spent all our time trying to prank

looked back then," someone else

Those days had been tough, but they

in a haze of stories and laughter, everyone savoring the rare

just as happy as the

ever get to share a drink like this again?

a farm boy through and

hush. No one spoke; the

Then Citrine broke it.

mission is a one-in-ten chance. Are any of you afraid?" Her tone was light, as

response was immediate

afraid of? We're part of the Vermillion Vanguard. Our duty is to take on missions for our country. If

underestimate us. We're

If we were scared, we wouldn't deserve

the first day we joined the Vanguard, we knew we were dedicating our lives to the country. Now,

that as long as you're leading us, the odds are always in our favor, no

of these soldiers had fought by Citrine's side for years. Some had

Hastings Cooper's

eyes, they were all

felt a deep sense of pride. "You're

Hastings stormed in, catching Citrine mid-drink. He marched right over and snatched the glass from her

him-only for him to blurt out first,

best soldier in our company!" Hastings' eyes were red, and there