The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 800

Chapter 800

Despite Citrine and Sebastian Vesper's sharpshooting-having taken down quite a few of their enemies the opposition's sheer numbers tipped the balance in their favor.

Dodging bullets and firing back, Citrine and Sebastian were too busy to notice the black barrel protruding from the window of a nearby dark sedan.

The gun leveled at Citrine.

A bullet tore through the air in an instant.

"Get down!" Sebastian's voice was raw with panic as he glanced up, eyes wild.

He didn't hesitate. In a split second, he lunged in front of Citrine.

The bullet punched through his shoulder.

"Sebastian!" Citrine's face drained of color.

Watching him collapse before her, rage surged in Citrine's chest, white-hot and blinding.

Without a second thought, she raised her pistol, aiming straight at the man in the

car.

A shot rang out, and blood sprayed across the car's interior.

"Boss!" someone in the crowd screamed. The mob spun around, racing toward the black vehicle.

dead, panic swept through the remaining

the disoriented group. Her shots rang out in quick succession, and bodies fell one after

last bullet left the chamber,

more shots cut through the chaos-this time aimed at the enemy. The

see Sherman sprinting toward her, worry etched on

"Citrine!"

ashen when he saw her injury. He spun around, shouting to the people behind him, "Get

open his kit as soon

the ground. Her voice brooked no argument. "Help him first. He's been shot in the shoulder and

and the medic knew better than to argue with her, quickly moving to tend to

so she patched

were seen to that Vester finally arrived, well after the dust had

barely spared him a

I'm late," Vester said,

some reassurance. "Don't blame yourself. You did everything

expression darkened, but he

him, “Darius Archer was willing to go to deadly lengths to get rid of me, an outsider. You need to be careful at home. He's got plenty of killers at his disposal, and it's the attacks you don't

eased some of the

"Don't worry. That old bastard Darius Archer won't be a problem much

didn't linger. She asked Sherman to get them to Viridis

Not wanting to worry him, Citrine decided

Back home.

room, a heavy

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