The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 768

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.

young, and

someone else chimed in, grinning. "Honestly,

in. Those days had been tough, but they were also some of the most unforgettable

stories and laughter,

was just as happy as

up. "Who knows if we'll ever get to share

a farm boy through and through-big, honest, and as unassuming

hush. No one spoke; the mess hall fell

Then Citrine broke it.

afraid?" Her tone was light,

was

spoke first, his voice steady. "What's to be afraid of? We're part of the Vermillion Vanguard. Our duty is to take on missions for our country. If

We're your

were scared, we wouldn't deserve this

we knew we were dedicating our lives to the

someone added, "everyone knows that as long as you're leading us, the odds are always in our favor, no matter how bad things get." It was true-under Citrine's command, casualties were always kept to a minimum.

fought by Citrine's side for years. Some had

from Hastings Cooper's

Citrine's eyes, they were

felt a deep sense of pride. "You're the best soldiers I

Citrine mid-drink. He marched right over and snatched

spun to glare at him-only for him to blurt out first,

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

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