The Black Swan's Final Revenge Pirouette: The 99th Game Was Mine All Along by Kylie Homme

Chapter 90

Yes, a restraining order is fine. Without it, no one can stop Mr. Leo from visiting you.”

Officer Nolan expressed his concerns regarding my situation and sent the journalists away. The extra security

was also called for another emergency in the city.

Bright and | walked towards the main entrance of the building with officer Nolan, he spoke sincerely

“Miss Laura, your issues with Mr. Leo are your personal matters, taking them to the court or public will only

jeopardize your peace.

Please try to resolve them through dialogues, it will save you from unnecessary trouble.”

As a person who had dealt with such cases on a daily basis, he guidedfor my

convenience. So, | thanked him.

“I can’t thank you enough for your services tonight, officer. | will surely consider your

advice.”

We then waited for the last police car to leave and sighed, a moment without the heat of

curious gazes helped us to relax.

Rubbing my eyes, | yawned lazily.

“It was a nerve-wracking roller coaster, Bright. | am so tired.”

He fixed his hair and coat, complaining about Leo’s behavior.

“I was used to thinking that Leo was a reasonable man, but tonight he provedwrong.

For a moment, it looked like he had lost his mind.”

We both commented on bizarre occurrences in the office and strolled out of the doors, the

mere thought of crashing on bed was like heaven for me.

“Just one quick glance at my sleeping little girl, and then I will call it night,”

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Thinking about Jane, | experienced a massive) mp scare when the sound of tires screeching echoed in the silence

of night, followed by the smell of burning rubber.

| raised my head and saw two white minivans parked ten feet away from our car.

“Who are they?”

| couldn’t get a moment to voice my thoughts in any head as two groups of armed goons, all dressed in black,

ran out of the vans. Their modern weapons caused a jolt of terror in my

body.

“Run!”

Bright's alarming shout was the last thing | could hear as the ear-splitting sounds of gunshots shook the whole

building. We didn’t even get a chance to run.

As an instinct, we crouched down, using our car as a shield, but this temporary setting

wasn't practical.

“What to do now?”

We both looked at each other in panic, Bright took out his cell phone.

“I will call 911!"

Moreover, there was no tfor it as those relentless attackers were approaching closer, firing nonstop. Fear

beca tangible, living force as my frozen brain registered only one thing: Death!

This unforeseen attack was nothing but a siren of death for me. With no help or protection, | was going to die

soon. Any stray bullet could end my life.

My innocent daughter's face flashed across my eyes as | accepted my fate. But how would she live without me

and Bright?

After years of waiting, she had finally tasted the luxury of a complete family, yearning for more comfort. Her

wish list for tomorrow pierced fiery needles in my heart, there wasn’t a possibility that | would see the next

sunrise while being stuck in this hopeless situation.

1 was bidding farewell to the world when a hurried figure materialized out of thin air,

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startling me. | was flabbergasted to see Leo righ in front of me.

“Cinside, quick!”

Without givinga chance to react, Leo grabbed my hand and yankedup. It seemed

that he heard this disturbance and coutside.

But as he draggedto run with him, my survival mode kicked in, | tried to stop him.

“Sit down, Leo. It's dangerous!

You can't...

However, he turned deaf ears to my caution and used his force, running while shielding met with his body. My

whole world crumbled down aroundas his body quaked, as if someone pushed him back. My eyes widened to

see Leo’s wounded chest.

Oh, my gosh!

Leo was shot!

| heard a blood-curdling scream, realizing later that it was mine. This obvious drawback of using a human shield

seized the proper functioning of my brain. But we safely took shelter inside the building.

Leo was injured, he clutched his chest and instructed me.

“Flip the table and hide behind it, Laura!”

God, was he nuts?

The crimson blood gushing out of his gunshot wound was drenching his white shirt, and all he could think of was

my safety. Leo’s preferences were really out of my mind.

Bright acted on Leo’s words at a record speed and cleared the table for us. | rushed to grasp the hand of that

unsung hero.

“Bright, Leo is bleeding. Call the ambulance!”

Meanwhile, Leo’s adrenaline rush was over after getting shot, the tornado of pain hit him

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with full force as he lost his footing. He was abc it to collapse, but | caught him on time, pulling him behind the

table.

The fountain of blood erupting from his chest madelose my wits, | took off my scarf to press on the wound.

“Gosh, you are bleeding too much. How far is the help?”

As Bright was already contacting authorities before, | asked him desperately. However, Leo's statement fucked

my brain when he stopped me..

“Don’t touch me, Laura. | don’t want to soil your hands with my blood.”

Whoa!!!

The nerve of that man!

A mix of frustration and helplessness ranout of patience, | snapped at him.

“Not a single word, Leo!

Be cooperative and keep your eyes open. | am with you!”

| folded my scarf in a split second and placed it over the chest for soaking blood, but it was useless. With every

passing, Leo was losing blood, my eyes burned with tears as | replaced my scarf with a coat.

And like his stubborn, idiotic self, Leo struggled to speak again, uttering incoherent

sentences.

“No... need... to do....

I am... dying

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