NovelAppIn a split second, he took a bullet in the back to shield Arabella, pushing her behind a pillar for cover.
The bullet made his face contort in pain.
As for the other bullets, sgrazed his clothes and sembedded in the concrete, but luckily none found their mark on him.
But the pain, from that single bullet that hit him, spread like wildfire through his flesh.
Breathless from a daring sprint up 18 flights of stairs, and having weaved through several goons on his way, he now stood in front
of his sister, taking a bullet meant for her. The impact tore through the stitches from his recent surgery, and blood slowly stained
his white sweater; the spreading crimson bloom painted a grisly picture.
Steward saw Sean was hurt and immediately, along with his men, took out the shooters lurking in the shadows.
A few people with knives charged at them, only to be swiftly dealt with by Horace.
Arabella stared at Sean with confusion. She did not understand why he had chosen to save her.
If it wasn't for him catching the bullet for her, she would have been dead.
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What was he playing at?
"Let's go," Sean's breath becheavy, his voice rough with pain as he grabbed his sister's wrist and started to rush down the
stairs.
Arabella noticed his back was soaked with blood.
The bullet was still in his flesh.
Horace took down a few more assailants and quickly followed in their steps.
Steward, realizing they were running out of time, gave the order, and motioned for all his men to leave.
The clock of the bomb was ticking down.
The closer to the explosion, the more piercing the ticking became.
Sean, holding his sister's wrist, had just sprinted a dozen yards from the abandoned building when a deafening boom erupted. The
building collapsed like a house of cards into rubble, with smoke billowing and flames reaching to the sky. The earth shook, the blast
hurling them through the air for yards.
To spare his sister from harm, Sean willingly chose to be a “human cushion.” So, when Arabella fell off, she didn't hit to the ground,
but on Sean.
The explosion rang out, sending rounds of shockwaves and piercing everyone's ears.
Sean covered his sister's ears to protect her from the relentless blasts.
Debris from the explosion flew towards them, and Sean reached out to deflect a piece of stone from hitting his sister.
Arabella couldn't work out why he kept saving her tand tagain.
Once the shockwaves subsided, Horace scrambled up and ran towards Arabella.
"Boss Bella, are you alright, Boss?"
He pulled Arabella to her feet, and then saw Sean pinned beneath Arabella, bloodied and pale, on the verge of passing out.
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Yet, there was a strange smile on his lips.
What was with this guy?
What was there to smile about?
If Boss held him accountable for her landing on him, would they be in for more trouble later?
Steward, seeing the explosions had lessened, quickly got up and rushed towards Sean.
His men also got to their feet and followed Steward's lead.
"Boss, we should get out of here. Sean's in bad shape, and | bet his men will soon start blaming us."
They were already in hot water.
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"If Martha's people back hfind out about this and target your family." Seeing Steward and his men closing in, Horace spoke
urgently, "We need to get the surveillance footage to your family. It's tto move."
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