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.

-thought you were too young, and spent all our time

we looked back then," someone else chimed in, grinning. "Honestly, it's

Those days had been tough, but they

in a haze of stories and laughter, everyone savoring

just as happy as

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

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

the whole table to a sudden hush. No one spoke; the mess hall fell into

Then Citrine broke it.

afraid?" Her tone was light, as if she were just asking what they'd

response was immediate

is to take on missions for our country. If we have to give our lives, then

Boss. Don't underestimate us. We're your soldiers. We'd

If we were scared, we wouldn't deserve this

were dedicating our lives to the country. Now, with

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

Citrine's side for

Hastings Cooper's

Citrine's eyes, they were

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

Citrine mid-drink. He marched right over and snatched the glass

for him to blurt out first, his voice rough

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

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