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.

her face. "I haven't known

sideways at her, studying

all. She was sharp and resourceful-no

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

through streets crowded with pedestrians and cars. If their pursuers started shooting, innocent people could

said, "Let's take the side streets. There are too many people

softening. He glanced at the people passing by on the

a deserted

Citrine to veer off

her foot pressed

car as hard

But no matter how

went, she couldn't outrét

out the window shattered. If Sebastian hadn't

have found

okay?" Citrine asked, eyes on the road and speed

now would be suicide.

didn't dare ease up

relentless, bullets pinging off the car's

on driving, weaving through