Chapter 687


    "Search inside. Search the whole hiding spot." Hansen saw that the matter had already been


    resolved. He told Paul and the police that if they did not catch all of them, they would only harm


    more people.


    "Mom." Several men in ck outside were lying in a pool of blood. Even Sergio was on the ground


    with his hands on his waist. A policeman was standing beside him as he bled. He clenched his


    teeth.


    Jenna remembered Hansen''s words and ran up quickly.


    She needed to bring Sara to the police car in time.


    Sara was unconscious.


    Jenna was distressed. She took out the medicine and water that she had prepared and fed them


    into Sara''s mouth. At that time, the sun was shining bright, and their bodies were covered with


    sweat. She didn''t dare to stay any longer under the sun and hurriedly wheeled Sara away from the


    scene.


    At that time, there was a gun pointing out of a narrow hole upstairs which was aimed at Jenna.


    "No!" As Jenna pushed the wheelchair away, Sergio sensed Jenna. He was lying on the ground


    when he saw that the gun was pointed towards Jenna. His heart tightened and he immediately


    shouted.


    The gun upstairs fired.


    Sergio couldn''t help but to stand up and scream Jenna''s name. He pounced on Jenna in reflex and


    pushed Sara''s wheelchair away with all his strength. He shielded Jenna with his body.


    The bullet from upstairs was urately shot into his heart from behind, and blood sshed all over


    Jenna.


    He let out a muffled groan. His body stiffened, and he then slowly fell onto the ground.


    "Sergio." Yadriel, who was hiding in the attic, was shocked to see that his son had blocked Jenna


    from his bullet. He gaped and watched with a pale face. After a long time, he could not help but to


    shriek, "Son, are you stupid? Why did you fall in love with a woman who doesn''t love you at all?


    You''re even willing to sacrifice yourself for her."


    He punched on the wall and screamed. Tears streamed down his face as he slowly copsed on the


    ground.


    It was not until Sergio''s body slumped to the ground that Jenna realized what had happened.


    "Sergio, Sergio!" Seeing Sergio lying on the ground,


    His two zed eyes were looking at her. Yet, he had a charming smile on his face.


    That smile was the same as when she met him in Wullen Town that year. It was warm and


    charming. Her eyes were filled with love and reluctance to part with him. Her heart started to flutter.


    That day, he was the one who helped her avoid the bullet, to protect her from death.


    How did things turn out this way?


    She knelt down and shouted at him. The pain in her eyes could not be concealed.


    When he heard the gunshot from outside, Hansen''s heart skipped a beat. He called out Jenna''s


    name. His face was pale as he ran outside.


    "Jenna, are you hurt?" Sergio saw the pain in Jenna''s eyes. However, there was only regret and


    sadness, but no love. He understood it in his heart. The corners of his lips curled up into a bitter


    smile as he asked with great strain.


    Jenna shook her head, and tears rained down. She said while sobbing, "Sergio, why?"


    "Jenna, I had let you down and hurt you. I owe you. Please forgive me for what I have done." Sergio


    stretched out his trembling hand to Jenna and said with difficulty, "If there is a next life, I promise not


    to repeat my mistake."


    "Sergio." Jenna bit her red lips and reached out to hold his hand. She cried, "Sergio, why didn''t you


    listen to me earlier and insist on doing this?"


    A faint smile appeared on Sergio''s face as he looked at Hansen, who was rushing over to them. He


    used hisst ounce of strength and said, "Hansen, take good care of Jenna. I loved her very much."


    He struggled to finish this sentence. He looked at Jenna with turbid eyes the whole time. Slowly, his


    eyes began to lose focus, but there was a charming and peaceful smile on his face. Until thest


    moment, he saw the sad andplicated expression on Jenna''s face. He finally repaid her and


    could leave in peace.


    He neither thought of living abroad, nor did he want to be exiled. He was relieved to be able to save


    the only woman he loved in his life from his father. At least, he had reduced the harm he had done


    to her. When Yadriel aimed the gun at Jenna, he did not think much about it. He simply rushed


    forward and protected her, because she was the woman he loved. It waspletely out of instinct


    and he had no ulterior motive. Now that he was dying, he finally understood what true love meant.


    Sergio gradually closed his eyes and soon he stopped breathing.


    Jenna covered her mouth with her hand and cried.


    No matter how detestable Sergio was, it was undeniable that he had feelings for her. He had saved


    her twice. Yet, he did not want anything in return.


    However, in this life, she loved Hansen, and it was impossible for her to fall in love with any other


    man. Fate split them apart from the start.


    "Jenna, get up and leave. Hurry." Hansen''s mind was clear after seeing Sergio''s death. He realized


    that there might be threats nearby. They had to leave as soon as possible.


    He held her up by the waist. Paul went over, pushed Sara''s wheelchair, and together they went into


    the police car.


    "Paul, stay here and protect them. I''ll go and take a look," Hansen instructed.


    "Mr. Richards, I suspect that Yadriel is here. The gunshot just now was probably fired by Yadriel."


    Paul analyzed.


    He had his reasons for giving this analysis. Sergio''s men were basically caught or killed by them,


    but this shot obviously came from above, which they had not discovered. Such a ce was


    generally used to hide the master, and it would also be the safest ce.


    Hansen had also thought of this possibility. There was a fierce glint in his eyes. "It''s best if he''s


    here.


    Then, I can get rid of this crisis."


    Paul nodded. "Mr. Richards, you should stay here to protect Mrs. Richards and Madam. I''ll look for


    them."


    He was not at ease if Hansen went up. After all, he was injured.


    "There''s no need for that. I''ll go up. Stay here and protect them." After saying this, Hansen turned


    around and strode off.


    Paul shut the door, stood aside, and waited for a while. When he saw a policeman escorting out a


    man dressed in ck, he thought for a moment and called the policeman over. He asked him to


    stand guard by the car with a gun before walking upstairs.


    It had been two nights since Hansen slept. At that time, he was not alert as usual, not to mention


    that he was injured. Moreover, it was very dangerous here. He was Vivian''s beloved grandson, the


    head of Richards Manor, and the president of the Richards Group. If anything happened, then the


    consequences would be unimaginable.


    Paul understood the pros and cons of this matter better than anyone else. He was entrusted by


    Vivian to protect Hansen and Jenna. He could not allow anything to happen to Hansen. Therefore,


    after he instructed the police, he immediately walked into the vi inrge strides.


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    He predicted that the murderer had stayed hidden as his location was exposed after the blow. It was


    safe outside, which meant that he was inside. Therefore, he was worried.


    Jenna sat in the police car, feeling dizzy. When Sergio looked at her before she died, she was


    immersed in fear. Her head was numb, and she could not think about anything.


    She just sat there in a daze. Her face was pale and she was listless.


    She did not love Sergio, but she was not a person with a heart of steel. She was notpletely


    unaware of how he had saved her. It was just that he had drifted further and further away, and there


    was nothing she could have done about it.


    In the morning, a private jetnded slowly from the other side of the ocean at the airport.


    When the cabin door opened, two young men in dark suits stood on the side, with their chins high


    and chest out.


    "Madam, please." Quina supported Madam Lilian and stood up cautiously. Soon, they left the


    luxurious cabin.


    Yezon and a few non-official local management leaders were standing in front of the cabin and


    weing Madam Lilian.


    "Madam, wee to A City." Yezon hurried forward with a polite smile.


    This was an unofficial visit by Madam Lilian to A City. It was carefully arranged by her. She came to


    mourn Vivian''s death.


    Therefore, she refused the reception of A City''s government officials and did not intend to disturb


    the official personnel.


    However, the mayor, Sadiva, paid great attention to Madam Lilian''s visit. Although he could not


    show up to wee her, he asked the administrative department to invite Yezon, who had retired


    abroad, to apany him to the airport in person.


    It was reasonable to have done so. Madam Lilian understood. So, she didn''t say anything.


    The significance of her whereabouts at present was extraordinary. She was mainly here to mourn


    Vivian. However, since Vivian was popr in A City, the family hall of Richards Manor was in the


    public eye right then. It was impossible for her to go in without people noticing during such a trip.


    Moreover, her appearance was also a form of respect for Vivian.


    However, after all, this was a private visit. She did not want any official to interfere. Therefore, her


    secretary had rejected the mayor, Sadiva''s invitation and repeatedly emphasized this point.


    "Mr. Hawk, thank you," Madam Lilian answered with a smile.


    "You look beautiful as always. Now that you have returned to your hometown, you look


    extraordinarily well." Yezon stepped forward, hugged Madam Lilian, andplimented her. He


    served in Europe all his life and had never held a formal meeting at home. Moreover, this was a


    private visit. So, he, who was good at grasping the atmosphere, made the meeting more rxed


    and cheerful.


    "And you are wise at picking your words, Mr. Hawk." Madam Lilian smiled, seemingly easygoing.


    "Definitely." Yezon used a word that was popr at the moment, which made everyone burst into


    laughter, and the group of people walked outside.


    A few luxury cars had already been waiting at the side.


    Everyone apanied Madam Lilian to get in the car and held a grand wee ceremony. After


    having lunch, Madam Lilian went back to the hotel with the excuse that she didn''t feel very


    comfortable.