WantNovelTwo gunshots roared in quick succession - Nathaniel made his move.
He grew up in Chinatown. He was the one who evolved from a street thug to a business tycoon. He never
thought that the shooting skills he honed for survival would one day be used to kill a woman, especially one who
once took a bullet for him. As the shots echoed, Abigail collapsed into a pool of blood.
The first shot pierced her arm.
The second shot hit her heart.
Abigail was naive enough to think she could take on a group of seasoned criminals by herself. She
underestimated the situation.
Nathaniel slowly walked towards Freya. Just as he was about to reach her, his ankle was gripped tightly by the
fallen Abigail.
He had to stop and look at her. Spitting blood, Abigail could only make gurgling noises from her throat. He raised
her head, using the very last bit of her life to beg for a last glance from Nathaniel, even if it was just for a
moment.
She stopped breathing. In the end, all she could see from Nathaniel's eyes was deep disgust, and even fear.
Nathaniel untied Freya from the edge of the cliff and pulled her into his arms. Freya trembled slightly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt wasn't entirely an act. She had been hanging in the air for a long tand was shivering from the cold. "It's
over, everything is over now." Nathaniel whispered as he gently patted her back, comforting her like a child.
Freya looked past Nathaniel's shoulder and saw Abigail lying dead on the ground, with her eyes still fixed on her
and Nathaniel.
A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Freya's mouth.
You liked hell, didn't you? | did you a favor.
"Yeah, it's all over now." Freya sighed softly.
Soon, the Stanna police arrived, taking Nathaniel, his men, and Abigail's body down the mountain.
Nathaniel's actions were considered
self-defense, and it depended on
how the Stanna law would judge it Regardless of the decision,
Nathaniel had to pay for the ball, and the process would be a mere formality.
Even if it was just a formality, it had to be done. This meant that the wedding planned for the next day would not
be able to proceed as scheduled.
As a victim, Freya was sent back to the castle, where a family doctor could tend to her.
Nathaniel had to go to the police station. Koen quickly found a top-notch lawyer to bail him out.
The police discovered that Freya was a fugitive from Saeville and was already wanted for several murder cases.
This cleared up Nathaniel's case.
Late that night, Nathaniel was released. Exhausted, he walked into the main hall.
"Is she asleep?" Nathaniel asked Koen, who was waiting at the door.
Koen quickly replied, "She's in the bedroom upstairs. She has injuries on her arms and legs, but nothing life-
threatening. It's just that..."
Koen didn't know how to continue the conversation.
"It's just that the wedding tomorrow can't proceed as planned, Mr. Nathaniel, what should we do next?" Nathaniel
looked up towards upstairs, his eyes showing a flicker of uncertainty.
Then he rubbed his tired eyes and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "The wedding will go on."
"Postpone it by a week. It'll coincide with Spring. The wedding won't be broadcasted worldwide. I'll design the
ceremony myself. Clear up my schedule for the honeymoon"
"The guests are already in Staenna They can treat this as a holiday. K cover all beca the expenses, let it
five-star hotel or a ski res
sure everything is covered
Considering that Mr. Nathaniel was still in a relatively good state, Koen breathed a sigh of relief and
quickly went to fulfill his instructions.
Nathaniel slowly walked to the third floor, where Freya's bedroom was located.
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