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."

silent, vanishing into the cover of

to

left were plain as day, leading

vehicle thundered past, Citrine and Sebastian poked their heads

car's empty, they'll double back for sure," Citrine

deeper into the maze of pumps and

ran, Citrine shot a quick message with their location to

catch their

low and

at Sebastian, but it was

keep running." His voice was cool and just

it drop, focusing

abandoned car and discovered it empty. The Magnolia leader slammed his fist

"Damn it!"

can't have gone far without a car. Get out and

numbers and mobility, it didn't take them long to spot signs of Citrine and Sebastian's

The hunt was on.

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commotion, crouched low on opposite sides of a path, each gripping a sturdy branch, hearts stead eyes

six or seven men rushed

each other: "They're just

counted

Three... two... one.

the pursuers

snatching up the dropped guns

fired-quick,

never stood a

time, collecting all usable guns and ammo

men.

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