The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 797

Citrine rattled off their current location, then added bluntly, "Send someone to get

us out of here. If you're late, you'll be picking up our bodies."

She didn't give Vester a chance to reply-just hung up.

"Can he be trusted?" Sebastian's voice was laced with a hint of sarcasm.

He tried not to sound jealous, but seeing Citrine put all her hopes on Vester left him uneasy.

Citrine kept her eyes on the road, hands tight on the wheel. She didn't answer him directly. Instead, her tone was cool: "Now call Sherman."

Sebastian followed orders, dialing the number. The call connected almost immediately.

Citrine was direct and to the point: "Bring your team and get me out. Darius Archer wants me dead."

She hung up again, nodding at Sebastian to send their location.

Sebastian, who had looked sullen just moments before, realized he'd misunderstood her and felt a pang of guilt.

He offered a quiet apology. "Sorry. I shouldn't have doubted you."

"You actually thought I'd put all my faith in Vester?" Citrine's grip on the steering wheel tightened as she stared ahead.

broke across her face. "I haven't known

glanced sideways at her, studying her

she wasn't naïve at all. She was sharp and resourceful-no way would she trust her life

cars chasing them clung to their tail like a pack of hunting dogs. The relentless pursuit was starting

were in the city now, weaving through streets crowded with pedestrians

too

softening. He glanced at the people

another word, Citrine yanked the wheel and shot into a deserted alleyway. She floored the

expect Citrine to veer off so suddenly. Faces set in

her

the car as hard as

But no matter how

went, she couldn't outrét

out the window shattered. If

bullet would have found

Citrine asked, eyes on the road

would be suicide. Sebastian wiped a trickle of blood from his

Citrine didn't dare ease up on

from behind was relentless, bullets

weaving through the