Even in Darkness She Chose to Rise (Tatiana and Jasper) novel Chapter 366

Chapter 366 The Predator’s Mother

The last sentence was laced with sharp emotion, her voice rising in a momentary flare temper as if she were being reprimanded by the person on the other end. Then, she dr back to a whisper–so low that even through the thin partition of the stall, Tatiana coul longer make out the words.

Tatiana’s heart sank. She remained motionless, waiting. Only after she heard the woma the restroom did she silently push her door open a crack. Watching the retreating back. woman, she confirmed her identity: it was the woman by Jasper’s side, the mother of th children.

Recalling the snippet of conversation she had just overheard, Tatiana felt a cold prickle dread crawl up her spine. A dark, ugly suspicion began to take root.

She left the restroom but didn’t head for the exit. Instead, she returned to her previous v point, her eyes scanning the room with heightened alertness. According to the woman, t restaurant was about to descend into chaos, yet a quick glance revealed nothing out of th ordinary.

For a moment, she wondered if she had misheard. But then, her gaze locked onto a coup. had just walked in. Something about their posture felt wrong. Her eyes narrowed, trackin movements as she rose from her seat and began to edge closer to Jasper’s table.

She hadn’t even reached them when a gunshot shattered the air.

“Agh!”

A woman screamed, and the high–end dining room instantly devolved into a frantic stamp Gunshots rang out in rapid succession, sending guests scrambling for the exits in a blind på

Tatiana glanced back and was horrified to see that the attackers weren’t just the couple who entered; three of the servers had pulled weapons as well. They were firing indiscriminately. Those who ran first were the first to fall, cut down by the spray of bullets.

The rest of the patrons dove for cover, their cries and sobs mingling in a deafening cacopho A young woman near Tatiana wailed, attempting to make a dash for the door.

“Don’t move!” Tatiana yelled, reaching out to grab her.

A crack echoed. The woman’s head snapped back as she was struck. Blood sprayed across Tatiana’s face, dotting her mask and glasses with warm, crimson droplets. A vibrant life had been snuffed out right before her eyes.

The gunman noticed her and let out a sadistic sneer, raising his weapon. “Die, you bitch!”

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Chapter 366 The Predator’s Mother

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The last sentence was laced with sharp emotion, her voice rising in a momentary flare of temper as if she were being reprimanded by the person on the other end. Then, she dropped it back to a whisper–so low that even through the thin partition of the stall, Tatiana could no longer make out the words.

Tatiana’s heart sank. She remained motionless, waiting. Only after she heard the woman exit the restroom did she silently push her door open a crack. Watching the retreating back of the woman, she confirmed her identity: it was the woman by Jasper’s side, the mother of those two children.

Recalling the snippet of conversation she had just overheard, Tatiana felt a cold prickle of dread crawl up her spine. A dark, ugly suspicion began to take root.

She left the restroom but didn’t head for the exit. Instead, she returned to her previous vantage point, her eyes scanning the room with heightened alertness. According to the woman, the restaurant was about to descend into chaos, yet a quick glance revealed nothing out of the ordinary.

For a moment, she wondered if she had misheard. But then, her gaze locked onto a couple who had just walked in. Something about their posture felt wrong. Her eyes narrowed, tracking their movements as she rose from her seat and began to edge closer to Jasper’s table.

She hadn’t even reached them when a gunshot shattered the air.

“Agh!”

A woman screamed, and the high–end dining room instantly devolved into a frantic stampede. Gunshots rang out in rapid succession, sending guests scrambling for the exits in a blind panic.

Tatiana glanced back and was horrified to see that the attackers weren’t just the couple who had entered; three of the servers had pulled weapons as well. They were firing indiscriminately. Those who ran first were the first to fall, cut down by the spray of bullets.

The rest of the patrons dove for cover, their cries and sobs mingling in a deafening cacophony. A young woman near Tatiana wailed, attempting to make a dash for the door.

“Don’t move!” Tatiana yelled, reaching out to grab her.

A crack echoed. The woman’s head snapped back as she was struck. Blood sprayed across Tatiana’s face, dotting her mask and glasses with warm, crimson droplets. A vibrant life had been snuffed out right before her eyes.

The gunman noticed her and let out a sadistic sneer, raising his weapon.

“Die, you

bitch!”

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In the split second before he pulled the trigger, Tatiana threw herself into a roll, the bullet whistling past her ear as she scrambled behind a thick marble pillar. Her lungs burned as she gasped for air, looking back to see the shooter growling in frustration at his missed mark.

She looked ahead. Under the protection of his bodyguards, Jasper was trying to retreat, with the woman following closely behind. But the situation took a turn for the worse when a grenade was tossed into the center of the room.

The blast was massive, flipping tables and chairs like toys. Those caught in the immediate radius were torn apart. Though Tatiana had ducked in time, the shockwave left her ears ringing with a dull, persistent roar.

Smoke grenades were tossed in next, and visibility plummeted as thick grey clouds filled the room. In the swirling haze and the screams of the wounded, Jasper fought to keep Hubert and Ann close, but the surging crowd began to pull them apart. His bodyguards were swept away in the tide of panicking people.

“Stay close to me!”

“Daddy! Daddy! Ann is gone!” Hubert shrieked, looking around to find his side empty.

“Ann!” Jasper’s face went pale. He spun around, desperately trying to locate his daughter through the smoke. The imposter was missing as well.

His heart bottomed out. “Ann!”

“Jasper! We’re over here!”

He whipped his head toward the voice and saw the imposter crouching behind a booth, clutching Ann. But that position was exposed–the nearest gunman was barely three meters away. Her loud cry had acted as a beacon. The attacker turned and leveled his rifle at them.

Bianca’s heart hammered against her ribs. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs–the bastards said they wouldn’t hurt me! They’re actually shooting!

As the trigger was pulled, Bianca’s self–preservation instinct obliterated her acting skills. She instinctively ducked, pulling Ann in front of her like a human shield.

Ann stared down the barrel of the gun, her small body frozen in terror. Jasper’s pupils contracted as he lunged forward, a roar trapped in his throat. “Ann!”

But another figure was faster. A silhouette blurred through the smoke, throwing themselves forward and scooping Ann into a tight embrace. The bullet grazed the woman’s shoulder, a searing, white–hot line of pain.

She let out a muffled groan but ignored her own wound, immediately checking the child she had shielded. “Are you alright?”

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