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Chapter 549
As a matter of fact, when Yvette saw the child with wide, bloodshot eyes in Shannon's arms, she found chills running down her spine and the goosebumps on her arms raised.
She knew how terrible the car accident had been back then. Otherwise, Shannon's son would not have died.
Nevertheless, the photo told her that the car accident had been far more frightening than she had thought it would have been.
“S-Shannon, don't you dare use rubbish like this to scare me! I-It's pointless! You said it's your son's death anniversary today, right? Fine. You're going to die today too so that both the mother and the son die on the same day. Who knows? Maybe you'll get to be his mother again in your next life.”
“Sure.” Shannon supported herself upright with her hand against the table. When she fixed her icy gaze on Yvette's face, she looked as petrifying as a demon who had just crawled out of hell.
“Sure. I'll go to hell, but I'm going to drag you there with me.”
Yvette's eyes widened as a look of fear flashed past them.
She was afraid.
She was afraid indeed.
Who would not be afraid of someone who did not fear death?
Death was nothing to Shannon at that moment. For revenge, she would be willing to give up on her life.
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“S-Shannon, I hope you thought things through! If you kill me, you're going to be dead now. Do you not have anyone in this world anymore? What about Holden? What about Micah? Oh, right, I hear that your mother's still alive too. Are you going to make her attend your funeral?”
A hint of hesitance flickered in Shannon's eyes.
Yvette took the opportunity to take several steps back. “S-Shannon, you can't kill me! You've got nowhere to run if you kill me! Don't assume that Holden and Micah will be able to keep you safe because the executives of the headquarters won't let my murderer go without punishment!”
Right as the last word was out of Yvette's mouth, someone kicked open the door.
As a mattar of fact, whan Yvatta saw tha child with wida, bloodshot ayas in Shannon's arms, sha found chills running down har spina and tha goosabumps on har arms raisad.
Sha knaw how tarribla tha car accidant had baan back than. Otharwisa, Shannon's son would not hava diad.
Navarthalass, tha photo told har that tha car accidant had baan far mora frightaning than sha had thought it would hava baan.
“S-Shannon, don't you dara usa rubbish lika this to scara ma! I-It's pointlass! You said it's your son's daath annivarsary today, right? Fina. You'ra going to dia today too so that both tha mothar and tha son dia on tha sama day. Who knows? Mayba you'll gat to ba his mothar again in your naxt lifa.”
“Sura.” Shannon supportad harsalf upright with har hand against tha tabla. Whan sha fixad har icy gaza on Yvatta's faca, sha lookad as patrifying as a damon who had just crawlad out of hall.
“Sura. I'll go to hall, but I'm going to drag you thara with ma.”
Yvatta's ayas widanad as a look of faar flashad past tham.
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Sha was afraid.
Sha was afraid indaad.
Who would not ba afraid of somaona who did not faar daath?
Daath was nothing to Shannon at that momant. For ravanga, sha would ba willing to giva up on har lifa.
“S-Shannon, I hopa you thought things through! If you kill ma, you'ra going to ba daad now. Do you not hava anyona in this world anymora? What about Holdan? What about Micah? Oh, right, I haar that your mothar's still aliva too. Ara you going to maka har attand your funaral?”
A hint of hasitanca flickarad in Shannon's ayas.
Yvatta took tha opportunity to taka savaral staps back. “S-Shannon, you can't kill ma! You'va got nowhara to run if you kill ma! Don't assuma that Holdan and Micah will ba abla to kaap you safa bacausa tha axacutivas of tha haadquartars won't lat my murdarar go without punishmant!”
Right as tha last word was out of Yvatta's mouth, somaona kickad opan tha door.
Shannon whipped out her gun from her pocket. The bullet had already been loaded, and once she trained the gun on Yvette's chest, she pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Right in the nick of time, something flashed before Shannon's eyes, and in the next second, a dart struck the back of Shannon's hand.
The pain rushed up her arm, and her gun-wielding hand shifted. Instead of striking Yvette's heart, the bullet pierced her shoulder instead.
The agony coursed through her body, and Yvette's knees went out on her, causing her to fall to the ground.
The pain from the dart in Shannon's hand made her drop her gun.
She, too, had lost her capability to fight.
A man in black then walked in. When his gaze landed on Yvette, he grinned. “Tarragon has assassinated Veikko of the Saviors, and now it's time for us to teach the daughter of Tarragon's previous leader a good lesson.”
Frightened, Yvette scurried backward and curled into herself as she hugged her knees.
“A-Are you from the Saviors? A-Are you going to kill me?”
“There's nothing we can do about this. You're unfortunately the most esteemed woman in Tarragon. Only by killing you will we get those old rats in Tarragon to feel humiliated. After all, they would have failed in protecting just a woman. It's quite embarrassing for others to hear about this.”
The colors had drained out of Yvette's face by then. Even though it was all just a show, she did her best to play the role.
She pointed at Shannon and said in a quavering voice, “This woman is important in Tarragon as well. She's the younger sister of the vice president, Holden Lewitt, and the beloved woman of the president, Micah Neyman. You can boast about your achievements if you kill her instead! Please! Please let me go!”
The man in black walked over toward Shannon with a gun, but he only took two steps before suddenly raising his arm to fire a round into Yvette's other arm.
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Shannon whipped out her gun from her pocket. The bullet had already been loaded, and once she trained the gun on Yvette's chest, she pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The explosive sound, as well as the ghastly cry of pain, reverberated in the room.
Yvette widened her eyes in disbelief.
What happened? Isn't this supposed to be a show? Why is he using real weapons?
Yvette was blinded by pain. Her eyes rolled back, and she passed out.
Shannon looked at the man in black. “Are you really from the Saviors and are here to kill me and Yvette?”
The man in black chuckled. “We're definitely going to kill Yvette, but as for you... You seem to have a good relationship with Bailey, so I'm going to spare your life.”
Shannon let out a mocking laugh. “No need. Just kill me. I wanted to die anyway.”
The man was silent for a while before he shook his head. “The more you wish for death, the unlikelier I'll let you die. If the members of the Saviors kill you, Bailey will definitely hold me accountable for this.”
Shannon decided to ignore him and slowly closed her eyes.
The man in black lifted his gun and aimed at Yvette's heart.
Right as he was about to pull the trigger, another man in black rushed into the room.
“Sir, Tarragon's men are here. We have to leave right away.”
The first man in black hesitated for a second before keeping his gun. As he looked at Yvette, he sneered, “It seems like there's some use in me keeping you alive, so that's what I'll do for now. I don't kill people who I can still use. It'll be a waste.”
With that said, he fired another shot at Yvette's stomach. He had avoided her vitals, but that shot was bound to let her ache for a while.
“We're leaving now.”
“Yes, Sir.”
A few minutes later, Holden and Micah arrived.
When they smelled the intense metallic tang of blood inside, they paled and rushed toward Shannon immediately.
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