NovelXXXChapter 609 Sherman's eyes welled with tears in an instant.
In her previous life, Sherman had learned that the Iversons and Theo had stolen her kidney to save Jeanette Iverson. The always composed Sherman had lost control-he kidnapped Jeanette, intent on killing her. In the end, the police shot him in the head, ending not only his life but also the reputation he'd spent years building as the leader of the Vermillion Vanguard.
After his death, the intewas flooded with stories condemning him. People spat his nlike a curse, and even his old comrades from Vermillion Vanguard refused to attend his funeral.
He'd been a good, upright man, yet because of her, his nwas dragged through the mud and he died disgraced.
She owed him everything.
They stood there, holding each other for a long time, oblivious to the eyes on them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRaymond kept his gaze fixed on Sherman, his expression darkening with every passing second.
Just moments ago, he'd had a good impression of this young captain. Now, though, he couldn't make sense of what he was seeing. Why on earth was this man hugging his daughter in front of everyone? Hastings and Theo didn't look any happier than Raymond. Hastings watched the two pressed tightly together, his fists clenching at his sides.
He was a man-he knew how men looked at women. The longing in Sherman's eyes was all too obvious, a restrained, simmering love.
What stunned him even more was that Citrine wasn't pulling away.
From the moment he'd met Citrine, she'd always seemed distant, her smiles never reaching her eyes; it was impossible to tell where her real feelings lay.
Yet he'd fallen hopelessly in love with her precisely because of that she didn't have to do anything, just standing there was enough to drive him crazy.
He'd thought she treated everyone with the sindifference, that she never truly cared for anyone. But watching her now, looking at Sherman with such warmth, Hastings realized she did have a heart-just not for him. Theo couldn't explain it, but something about the sight before him stung. If Hastings weren't holding him back, he'd have rushed over and torn Citrine away from the man in front of her.
Meanwhile, the veterans present hadn't seen their Boss in ages. Now, seeing her again, their eyes reddened, son the verge of tears.
A group of tough men, used to wielding weapons and facing danger, exchanged knowing glances when Sherman hugged the Boss. Then, grinning, they surged forward and enveloped Sherman and Citrine in a bear hug.
"Boss, we missed you too." They crowded around from all sides, arms thrown around Citrine and Sherman, holding them tight.
The two were startled at first, then looked at each other and broke into laughter. Citrine smiled fondly. "I missed you all, too." After a few more minutes of cheerful banter, the group finally dispersed.
Just then, Citrine glanced up and spotted Raymond.
"You're still here?" She looked him over, making sure he wasn't hurt before asking.
Remembering his daughter's earlier words, Raymond looked uneasy, a little sheepish, as if he'd done. something wrong. "I was worried about you," he said quietly, "So I cover to check." Citrine was about to reply when, all of a sudden, she felt someone's gaze fixed on her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHer pupils narrowed sharply. Instinctively, she turned toward a building across the street.
With a single glance, she pinpointed the sniper's location, Raymond's back was to the shooter. Citrine's expression shifted immediately, she reached for hem et = but the trigger had already been pulled.
Before she could react, a shot rang out.
Almost by instinct alone, Citrine threw herself in front of Raymond, shielding him.
At that very moment, the bullet struck Citrine square in the chest, right'over her heart "Citrine! Boss!" several voices screamed out.
"Goddamn bastard!" Sherman's eyes blazed with fury. He snatched a rifle from a comrade, took aim at the figure in camouflage across the way, and fired.
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