The Wrong Woman

Chapter 378

Nathan couldn’t bear to witness Mila’s anguish. He enveloped her in a tight embrace, murmuring soothing words into her ear, “Chubs, gather your strength.”

Mila clung to Nathan’s chest, her sobs heavy with grief. “Nate, that monster took my parents from me.”

Nathan leaned in close, his voice a gentle whisper in her ear. “Stay strong. You must seek justice for them.”

Mila nodded through her tears in determination. “Fine.”

“Are you ready?” Nathan delicately cradled the back of Mila’s head, drawing her close to his chest, their closeness puzzling onlookers.

Once more, Milanodded. In a swift motion, Nathan plucked the hairpin from Mila’s hair and aimed a shot at Silas, who was lying on the bed.

The muffled sound of the gunshot barely registered. Before anyone could comprehend the events unfolding, a crimson dot appeared on the forehead of the elderly man on the bed.

Silas froze, his eyes wide open, his body rigid and unresponsive.

As Murray grasped the gravity of the situation, he moved to raise his gun, only to find Nathan aiming the hairpin squarely at his forehead.

turned to Nathan and Mila, guns at the

gripped by fear, pleaded, “Please, don’t kill

disarmed Murray and passed the weapon to

trained it on the opposite side

gunman demanded, “or we’ll end both

retrieving the box containing the Azurium and tucking it into her

him as a meat shield if anyone dares to shoot.”

smirk playing on his lips as he eyed the device in

weapon–compact yet potent, concealed within Mila’s hair like a simple hairpin. No one could

with anxiety as he asked, “How

softly, “Are you familiar with

for years, investigating extensively. Of course, we’re familiar with

as a chemist, she has another

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guesses?”

throat constricted as he

room. “Arrange for a speedboat for us