The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 174

His tone was resolute. "I don't want this either, but today, one of us has to die before this door will open. She's the weakest."

"If you want to blame someone, blame her for being too weak."

Una glanced at Farris, who was standing beside Sellers. "Is that how you see it too?" she asked.

Farris said nothing, but drew his knife in silent reply.

Una read their intentions instantly. Her eyes turned cold and sharp. "Citrine, I'm not letting them touch you. As long as I'm breathing, no one is going to hurt you."

She took a few steps back, pulled out her own knife, and positioned herself protectively in front of Citrine, ready to fight.

Hanson stepped back with her, his gaze steady as he looked at the others. "For the past three years, Citrine has been like a little sister to me. If you want to kill her, you'll have to go through me first."

Seeing their determination, Sellers and Farris dropped the pretense and attacked without another word.

Una was a woman and Hanson was just a teenager—neither stood a chance physically against the two burly men. The fight was quick and brutal. Within moments, both Una and Hanson were wounded and sprawled on the ground, unable to move.

Citrine, terrified she'd only make things worse, had hesitated to get closer. But as Sellers raised his knife, ready to drive it into Una's chest, Citrine rushed forward, clutching her own blade.

She plunged it hard into Sellers' back.

Roaring in pain, Sellers spun around and grabbed Citrine, ready to finish her off. At the same time, Una lunged forward, trying to stop him. In the chaos, Sellers' knife drove straight into Una's chest, even as Una's own blade found Sellers' throat.

Both collapsed, dead before they hit the ground.

Across the room, Farris stabbed Hanson in the gut. The boy bled out instantly.

The two people who had cared for Citrine most were gone.