Chapter 486: One Bullet


    Wobbling and very difficult, the senator managed to carry Hanna, his daughter in a bridal position.


    Though his stance was too unsteady, Sen. Meyer was very determined to save Hanna and his unborn


    grandson.


    His blood was dripping tremendously from her mouth but his eyes were filled with unyielding


    determination that he could make it out with the only family he had.


    With Trishia''s bullets pierced inside his body, the old man''s steps were too heavy and hard that one


    could easily say that they would fall in no time.


    The senator''s body was intensely shaking but it didn''t stop him from difficulty dragging his foot to make


    a step.


    Arabe was shocked and in disbelief.


    She never did like the senator but tonight, she could not help but feel pitiful toward him and Hanna.


    Of all, she knew the senator was the most selfish guy in the world and she could never imagine that he


    would risk his life over his daughter.


    She was used to seeing the man so arrogant and so wicked.


    Like Trishia, he killed people and if she was not mistaken, the senator was the mastermind of all the


    killings like political rivals and all illegal activities in the city.


    She didn''t like him and never had the n to like him in the future even if he was the biological father of


    Hanna.


    Who could me her after all he had done to her?


    Sen. Meyer kidnapped her and threatened her using her father.


    He was so evil...


    But tonight….


    Arabe''s eyes widened as they fixated on the unbelievable scene in front of her.


    Two little steps…


    The senator made two painfully hard steps carrying Hanna away in an exit direction never minding if he


    had to take another bullet from Trishia.


    He seemed to be aware of it but he didn''t lose hope to save Hanna but Trishia didn''t like it.


    Seeing the senator''s strong impulse made her so angry.


    It was like a p to her face seeing how the senator risk his life for his daughter when all she thought


    was that he didn''t have a heart at all.


    After trying for a long time, Trishia gave up on putting all her efforts to make the old man proud of her.


    For him to praise her and love her as his real daughter.


    She gave up on that matter after waking up to the sad reality that she could never be enough for him.


    He would not see her as his daughter and he would never be proud of her.


    He was a self-centered man.


    Trishia believed that the senator''s happiness was money alone and he would do everything for money.


    But tonight…


    Tonight was too different from what she believed in.


    The old man was running away with his daughter struggling with such little strength left.


    He didn''t care about dying tonight for his beloved daughter.


    The most selfish man she ever knew in her entire life and not only that a most heartless and cruel


    person now saving and protecting his only daughter.


    "There is no way you can get out from here, old man! You both die tonight! Hahaha! And your bloodline


    will end tonight!" Trishia was still full of resentment.


    She cursed the senator and his family.


    For a person like her who fully experienced his cruelty, Trishia just wished to finish all his bloodline and


    fortunately, she would make it tonight.


    His daughter and his unborn grandson would die together with him tonight.


    "Have a happy reunion in hell!" She roared under her mocking grin as she gripped her gun tightly and


    pointed at the old man''s back.


    "Bang!!!" In just the next second another gunshot echoed in the room.


    "What the f*ck!!!" Then Trishia roaredpletely pissed off when Arabe suddenly attacked her.


    The next bullet that was supposed for the senator''s death had gone up to the ceiling.


    Arabe was quick enough to rescue the old man.


    She grabbed Trishia''s hand forcefully trying to stop her from shooting Sen. Meyer.


    Surely, both the father and the daughter would shove to the ground if Trishia sessfully shot the old


    man''s back.


    "What are you doing? Let go of me! You want to die?" In a scolding manner, Trishia hissed while not


    letting Arabe get her gun. It was hers and only hers.


    Now, Trishia felt remorse for not killing Arabe first.


    She was ruining her n.


    "Trishia, stop killing! You have no right to kill someone and take others'' life!!!" Arabe replied


    screaming. She couldn''t take Trishia''s wickedness anymore.


    She needed to be stopped.


    "I don''t ask for your opinion, you bitch!" Trishia replied with eyeballs bulging in extreme anger.


    She had a murderous expression and if only stare could kill, Arabe had long been dead but thetter


    was determined to stop her.


    With all her might, Arabe gripped Trishia''s gun and had no n to let it go whatever happened.


    She would not let Trishia kill her or the senator.


    "Let go bitch!" Trishia pulled her gun down forcefully until she sessfully got it and pushed Arabe


    away from her.


    Thetter was shoved to the ground with palms bruised on the hard surface. With a focused mind, she


    quickly rolled away from Trishia and got back up but Trishia was also quick to follow her.


    Then Trishia grinned with her burned lips and gums.


    Her teeth were showing dark along with her bloodshot sinister eyes.


    She moved forward to Arabe who also strived to move away father from her.


    With every step she made, Arabe''s ass climbed upward.


    Obviously, Arabe sensed danger and the only thing she could do now was to run away from Trishia''s


    gun.


    Trishia stood still teasing Arabe with her gun.


    She liked to see Arabe was afraid of her.


    She liked it when there was fear in Arabe''s eyes.


    She then smiled when Arabe''s back was cornered on the wall.


    She had nowhere to go but stay unmoved and watched her kill her.


    "Hahaha!" Trishiaughed out loud. "What a lucky night!" She imed.


    Arabe Jones was going to die in her hand tonight and it was the perfect time to finish her.


    Afraid of losing the chance to kill Arabe Jones, Trishia positioned her gun at the target.


    She was excited to finally put a bullet in her heart.


    For all the suffering she had experienced because of her, it was about to end tonight.


    Arabe would finally get what she deserved.


    For snatching all the happiness that belonged to her, especially the man she only wanted, Bill Sky.


    The marriage, the life with him that was supposed to be hers but Arabe ruined it.


    She stole everything that was supposed to be hers.


    Now.... this is her revenge.


    Finally, the time came when she had nowhere to go and no one to rescue her from her greatest wrath.


    It was her greatest punishment for Arabe Jones.


    Dwelling in her excitement, Trishia''s index finger curled forward to pull the trigger.


    "Goodbye, my dear half-sister.... send my regards to satan, hahaha!" With a bitchy tone, Trishia spoke


    like it was herst message for Arabe.


    Arabe looked at Trishia helplessly.


    She was trapped in a wall and even standing for her was impossible to do.


    Is her life would end tonight just like that?


    Her heart was beating so fast as she slowly closed her eyes to submit herself to her fate tonight.


    "Bang!!! Bang!!! Bang!!!"


    Suddenly, gunshots were heard everywhere.


    Then came one of Trishia''s men running.


    "Madame, someone came uninvited! a man..." The man was in a hurry interrupting the scene between


    Trishia and Arabe.


    "Who the f*ck is that?" Trishia roared angrily. "Kill that person right now!!!" Trishia ordered hurriedly


    while the loud gunshots continued outside.


    The man quickly went back upon hearing Trishia''smand.


    Then she heaved a deep sigh obviously pissed off at the intruder.


    When Arabe thought she was going to die, and that loud bang was for her, she was quite satisfied


    that there was no single bullet pierced into her head.


    Trishia''s gun was still pointing at Arabe then she grinned wickedly.


    She was well aware that she needed to finish Arabe fast before this intruder could enter inside and


    had a chance to rescue her.


    Trishia would never allow that to happen.


    Whatever it is, she had to kill Arabe Jones and the senator tonight.


    No buts and ifs...


    "You! you must die now!" Trishia roared with a sinister expression all flustered in intense fury


    deliberately pointing the gun closer to Arabe''s forehead.


    Just one bullet and she would die but when Trishia was about to pull the trigger, "Ahhh!!!" A loud


    scream resonated in the area.


    It was Trishia''s cry.


    She was in great pain as Arabe grabbed a steel bar on her side and quickly hit Trishia''s hand.


    The gun swung away to the side and plummeted to the floor creating a cracking sound.


    Trishia looked at Arabe with murderous eyes.


    With intensifying fury, Trishia went to pick up her gun. She didn''t dare to fight with Arabe with a stick


    weapon.


    Arabe had no time to be stunned.


    She heaved heavily trying to focus on what she had to do to escape from Trishia and the ce.


    The air was tensed up as the tension was heavy and fully thrilled.


    The night was dangerous and it seemed that it was waiting for someone to be with its resting ground.


    No one knew whose life was going to take off together with the night.


    As gunshots were non-stopped, Arabe saw Trishia get her gun.


    She quickly hid in the corner with the steel stick in her hand.


    Worrying about the senator and Hanna, Arabe sneaked only to find out that Trishia was pointing her


    gun at the senator again.


    Arabe was dazzled that she wanted to save the old man by hitting Trishia with her stick again but


    then, "Bang!!!"


    It was a loud sound.


    One shot, one bullet and it pierced the senator''s back.


    His chest curled upward along with her head.


    Blood swung in the air and into the ground.


    Facing the ceiling, slowly, his one leg gave up to the ground then followed by the other one.


    Arabe''s mouth opened and her lips trembled soundlessly.


    What she witnessed was another cruelty.


    She wanted to run toward them but her feet weren''t cooperating.


    She felt her heart pumping so hard seeing the senator was going down with Hanna but unexpectedly,


    someone caught Hanna.


    "Bang!!!" Eric came just right on time and sessfully entered the warehouse.


    His expression was cold.


    So cold that could freeze the air inside the room.


    "Bang!!! Bang!!! Bang!!!" Eric fired back at Trishia with extreme fury.


    If he had a cold gaze when he entered the room, seeing Hanna''s awful situation, Eric''s gaze became


    murderous.


    His looks could kill and there was me zing in his eyes like he could turn someone into ashes with


    his re.


    He shot Trishia with a vengeful look.


    "Ahhh!!!" Trishia cried out loud and painfully as she hid in the corner.


    She was shot in the shoulder by Eric.


    She was so pissed that everything just quickly became chaotic.


    This cannot be...


    It wasn''t how she saw things would happen.


    She could not fail at this time when everything was all designed in front of her perfectly.


    No one could mess up her n for tonight.


    "Eric Grant!!!" Trishia roared angrily.


    "Bang!!! Bang!!! Bang!!!" Eric replied with his gun.


    Trishia could not even get a chance to sneak as she could sense the man was fully loaded.


    She could not waste a bullet as she still had many enemies in the room.


    She had to kill them all and no one could escape in the hell she made.


    "Go now... ple... ase... save.. ma.. my ... daugh... daughter. Te... tell... he.. her... i lo.. ve her... so...


    much and so- sorry," With blood covering his palm, the senator managed to hold Eric''s wrist and utter a


    few words to Eric before he finally closed his eyes. Then his grip loosened and his arms finally rested


    on the ground.


    Eric was taken aback.


    He quickly touched the senator and find any pulse but he failed.


    He wasn''t breathing anymore.


    Nothing was there.


    He had no pulse.


    He is dead.


    Sen. Meyer is dead.


    He never liked the old man''s boastful character but still, he was the father of Hanna.


    He loved Hanna and he would ept whoever is her family.


    Though he knew Hanna was not on good terms with her father, it was still hard for him to let her know


    about what happened to his fatherter.


    Eric was in a daze but he managed to pull himself together.


    He had to bring Hanna to the nearest hospital and he had no time to waste.


    "Come on, baby... hold on... please...." Eric walked away in a hurry carrying Hanna in a bridal position.


    Seeing Eric sessfully get Hanna with him, Arabe had to find her way out.


    She ran in a direction following her instinct to live and escape from Trishia.


    The ce was huge. She could still gunshots around the ce.


    If Eric rescued Hanna, Arabe was fully aware that no one woulde for her to rescue her.


    She was still in shock after witnessing the death of the senator.


    Trishia had killed him just like that.


    She killed her own stepdad.


    What a vicious person!


    She didn''t want to give up on her half-sister but Arabe didn''t want to die.


    Trishia was insane.


    She was desperate for revenge, thinking that she stole the good things from her.


    Pathetic!


    She had struggles in the past that Trishia didn''t know about it.


    Her life wasn''t all rainbows and roses but it made her who she was now.


    Arabe was walking vigntly finding another door.


    She knew Trishia was seeking for her and could not wait to kill her.


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    She had to stop for a little bit to catch her breath.


    The gunshots were still non-stopped and she didn''t know what was happening outside.


    She just needed to find another exit quickly before everything would go badly for her.


    Her mind was upied with Adam and Bill.


    She needed toe home for them.


    They surely waited for her.


    Remembering the people she loved, Arabe continued to walk with her steel stick in her hand.


    Along with her fast steps were her fast heartbeats.


    When suddenly someone grabbed her in the corner forcefully.


    She was taken aback.


    Eyes widened and mouth opened silently.


    Then her breathing stopped.