Chapter 1200 Listen Carefully
Natalie noticed how protective Mikhail was over her from the corner of her eyes. At that instant, indescribable emotions churned within her. Despite being a little late, she had finally acquired the thing she yearned for the most after such a long wait.
The fact that Natalie was still alive invigorated Mikhail like an adrenaline shot. He pulled himself together and significantly turned the tides in the blink of an eye. As time passed, Jerome and Samuel’s subordinates arrived and subdued the riot in the main hall.
King and Blaze’s men never expected their meticulously-planned insurrection would be ruined by an external force that joined in at a later time. Those newcomers’ combat skills weren’t inferior to their highly-trained personnel, turning the battle into a one-sided subjugation.
Blaze’s subordinates were defeated one after the other. Even King’s trusted most trusted lieutenant, Allen, suffered a gunshot in his chest. The latter was enduring the pain and putting up a desperate resistance.
Helma panicked. She covered her head with both hands and repeatedly questioned King, “What should we do? A-Are we going to lose?” He glared at her. “Shut up!”
Helma was frightened. She was afraid of getting hurt and dying. Sensing King could no longer safeguard her, the idea of fleeing surfaced in her mind.
However, before she could run very far while dressed in an evening gown, a misfired bullet hit her in the chest.
Feeling intense pain in her upper body, she looked down and saw the hole in her torso. The wound was tiny, but the bullet had entirely pierced through her body. Blood spewed out from her injury, splattering her face with blood.
“Ah!” She slumped to the ground. The site of her wound was very close to where she had stabbed Heidi to death with the fruit knife.
At that moment, she finally understood the agony and terror Heidi had experienced on the brink of her death. Helma wanted to beg for someone to save her, but similar to how Heidi’s pleas for help were for naught, Helma faced the same predicament.
Helma laughed. Blood gushed out of her mouth as she sighed. “Retribution… This is my retribution.”
The deed she had done to her sister from another mother had now befallen her.
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