The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 799

Time seemed to freeze, and all Citrine could hear was the wild pounding of her own heart.

She had never felt anything like this before.

For a split second, she lost herself. Snapping back to reality, Citrine's expression changed drastically. She swung the steering wheel, veering toward the oil fields.

There was no road ahead-just a sheer cliff, beyond which stretched a vast, endless sea.

Citrine let out a long breath. "Sebastian, looks like you're stuck with me now, whether you like it or not."

Sebastian gave a wry smile. "I wouldn't have it any other way." And he meant every word.

No sooner had he finished speaking than his expression turned steely and serious. "We need to bail. Now."

Citrine understood instantly. She glanced at him. “On my count. Three, two, one— we jump together."

"Three... two..."

At the final count, both swung open their doors and leapt out.

After years with the Vermillion Vanguard, a jump from this height was nothing for Citrine.

She hit the ground, rolled, and was on her feet in seconds, scanning for Sebastian.

He'd landed safely too, already standing up and dusting himself off. Citrine hurried over. "Are you alright?"

Sebastian flashed a quick grin. "I work out. I can handle it." But as he spoke, his eyes kept darting over her, only relaxing once he was sure she was unhurt.

Behind them, the roar of engines grew louder, peppered with angry shouts.

Citrine's face tightened. "We need to hide. Now."

swift and silent, vanishing into the cover of

to barrel into the

left were plain as day, leading the others right

Citrine and Sebastian

they'll double back for sure," Citrine said. "We have to

sprinted deeper into

message with their location

paused to catch their breath, the urgency driving

low and tense. "There's still time to leave-if

at Sebastian, but it was clear

to keep

let it drop,

their pursuers had reached Citrine's abandoned car and discovered it empty. The Magnolia

"Damn it!"

have gone far without a car. Get out and

their numbers and mobility, it didn't take them long

The hunt was on.

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the commotion, crouched low on opposite sides of a path, each gripping a sturdy branch, hearts stead eyes fixed ahead. The plan was the

six or

each other:

silently counted in

Three... two... one.

flash, the pursuers toppled,

and Sebastian moved fast, snatching up

they fired-quick,

never stood

no time, collecting all usable guns and ammo from

men.

rumbled closer. Citrine's eyes narrowed. "Reinforcements are almost here. We need to