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

to

plain as day, leading the others

thundered past, Citrine and

car's empty, they'll double back for sure," Citrine said. "We have to get out

deeper into

they ran, Citrine shot a quick message with their location to

paused to catch their breath,

eventually," Citrine murmured, her voice low and tense. "There's still time to leave-if you want

was clear the words were meant

need it to keep running." His voice was

let it drop,

car and discovered it empty. The Magnolia leader slammed his fist on the steering wheel, cursing under his

"Damn it!"

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

and mobility, it didn't take them

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

breathing, as six or seven men

each other: "They're

counted in her

Three... two... one.

a flash, the pursuers toppled, caught completely off

fast, snatching up

they fired-quick, precise,

ambushers never

all usable guns

men.

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