Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
Mirabella found this strange.After all, a doting brother like Clark wouldn’t send his little sister running errands for him.
The only reason he asked her to buy food was likely to buy time, to prevent her from returning too soon.
So, there must be danger at Clark’s end.
“Okay-” Mirabella hung up the call promptly. She turned to Jerry, who was waiting outside and said, “On your way back, get some food for Clark. Try to get there before I do.”
Huh?
Jerry was confused. She asked him to buy food and also to get there before she did.
“I’ll take the car first.” Mirabella grabbed the car keys from his hand, hopped in, and sped off toward the ranch.
“Ms. Bella.” Jerry finally caught on and started to panic, “At least give me a ride. There are no cabs here.”
Looking at the tranquil countryside, Jerry felt like crying. He pulled out his phone to call his subordinates.
Out on the ranch, Romeo’s men formed a straight line, vowing to protect the folks inside the house at all costs.
Dozens of men clad in black approached them rapidly like bolts of lightning.
Some of them slipped through the gaps, heading straight for the door. Clark was there, standing firm, not allowing them to cross the threshold.
“What do we do? Is Clark in danger?”
Taylor hid by the window, peeping out. He was worried but also impressed by the kid’s loyalty. He’d risked his life again and again to protect them.
Given his character, Taylor secretly vowed that if they could find Carol unharmed, he’d be all for this match.
“We’re causing trouble for them again,’ Logan said, his worry apparent. The fight outside was fierce.
Clark’s arm had already been slashed. Blood was gushing out.
“Clark.” Taylor’s heart ached at the sight of all that blood. The kid must be in so much pain.
But Clark didn’t stop. Two of the men in black tried to take advantage of his injury to break in, but he deterred them once again.
Things were looking grim.
Just then, the sound of rotor blades came from above.
Both Taylor and Logan noticed the helicopter. Their rescue was here!Some of the men in black fired at the helicopter, but it didn’t prevent it from landing smoothly.
The sound startled the cattle, causing them to scatter.
“We have to take Clark and Mirabella with us.” Taylor started to say but then remembered that Mirabella hadn’t returned yet. She quickly pulled out her phone, hands shaking as she dialed the number she remembered.
“Auntie,” Mirabella’s voice came from the other end of the phone.
For some reason, hearing Mirabella’s voice caused Taylor to break down in tears. All the worry, fear, and anxiety seemed to lessen at the sound of her voice.
“Mirabella, come back quickly. The helicopter is here,’ Taylor said, her voice choked with tears. “The situation has changed. We all have to leave together. Hurry up.”
“I’m on my way; Mirabella said, her voice calm and comforting. “Don’t worry.”
Although it was just two words, Taylor broke down crying again, “Okay, be careful on your way back.
We are surrounded. When you get here, get on the helicopter first. Don’t foolishly try to rescue us.
Remember.”
“Is Clark okay?” Mirabella asked gently.
As soon as Clark was mentioned, Taylor looked outside again. Clark had been wounded by another man in black. It seemed like he was a bit outnumbered.
Romeo’s men were tough, but they were outnumbered, and some had already fallen.
Taylor’s voice broke even more, “He’s hurt.””Don’t worry, I’ll be there soon.” Mirabella had already floored the gas pedal. Speeding was a small matter that Romeo’s men would handle.
After a while, Clark managed to take down seven or eight of the men in black outside. Panting heavily, he opened the door, “Quick, I’ll cover you. Get on the helicopter.”
Seeing the blood-soaked figure before her, Taylor’s tears flowed freely, “Clark, forget about us. You go first.”
More men in black were appearing wave after wave. There was no way to hold them off.
They were, in all likelihood, not going to make it to the plane. “Come on.” Clark had no time for lengthy discussions. Grabbing each other by the arm, they had barely made it out the door when a knife came slashing down. With a swift kick, he sent the knife-wielding assailant sprawling and urged them towards the plane.
Blood stained his arm, and his clothes were already soaked in crimson.
Taylor was in tears, and Logan found a bitter taste in his mouth. If it weren’t for Carol, this young man wouldn’t be risking his life to protect them.
He was indeed in love with Carol, so deeply that it extended to those she cared about.
The goons from Romeo were badly injured, but seeing Clark trying to escort the elderly couple to the plane, they gritted their teeth, rose from the ground, and fought to protect them.
Taylor looked at the carnage, unable to comprehend who her daughter had crossed. It was terrifying.
They were still some distance from the plane, and Romeo’s men, already injured, were dropping like flies. Soon, a dozen or so attackers were rushing towards Clark.
One of them drew a knife on Taylor.
They didn’t want to kill them but to trap them so they could be taken back to face their fate.
Seeing the threat to Taylor, Clark pulled her to his side. A knife came down on his shoulder, making him gasp in pain.
“Clark.” Taylor was terrified. The young man was clearly in agony but was still hanging on.Logan saw another attacker aiming for Clark and pushed him away with all his strength, oblivious to the danger behind him. He was kicked to the ground.
“Logan. Taylor wanted to help him, but more attackers were coming. She closed her eyes in fear.
Clark pulled Taylor aside, evading several knives, kicked away the attacker going for Mr. Earwood, and then shoved both Taylor and Mr. Earwood behind him. “Run!” he shouted.
Left alone to face the two dozen attackers, Clark knew he might not make it out alive.
Thankfully, his sister had yet to return. Otherwise, he would be filled with guilt for the rest of his life.
He wondered what treats she might bring him and whether he’d have the chance to enjoy them.
Taylor was frozen in place. Clark was clearly no match for the attackers, especially injured as he was.
His blood stained the grass beneath him, making him look like a tragic hero.
“Go!” Logan knew that they would only hinder Clark if they stayed. With a tug, he got Taylor moving.
“Clark will find a way. He loves Carol. He will find a way to survive.”
“Clark.” Taylor cried out in pain, tears blurring her vision. “You have to protect yourself. We’re waiting for you to celebrate your wedding. You have to live!”
Hearing this, Clark broke into a smile, both charming and enigmatic.
Did this mean he had the approval of his future in-laws?
If so, he could die without any regrets.
“Run!” Logan urged, pulling Taylor along.Glancing back, Taylor saw a dozen attackers rushing at Clark. A silver flash and a knife sliced open Clark’s back, leaving a stark trail of blood.
As Clark staggered under the pain, more fists and blades were aimed at him.
“Clark.” Taylor could run no further. She couldn’t let Clark sacrifice himself for them. How could she live with that for the rest of her life?
Just then, the urgent roar of an engine was heard closing in.
The girl behind the wheel was as cool as ice, her delicate face betraying no sign of panic.
The car circled the mob of men in black at an alarming speed, picking off all but one.
Mirabella, having emptied her firearm, discarded it and exited the car, helping Clark to his feet. “You alright?”
Clark glanced at his sister, suddenly alarmed. “Didn’t I tell you to come back later?”
No sooner had he spoken, a fleet of cars was seen approaching – a fresh wave of black-clad men.
“You take care of Logan and Taylor. Get out of here.”
Did they dare to harm Clark?
Mirabella lifted her gaze towards the approaching vehicles, her eyes cold as ice. None of these men would be leaving!
Without another word, Clark guided Logan and Taylor up a flight of stairs.
Meanwhile, Romeo had sent additional reinforcements, tipping the balance in their favor.
Clark saw the elderly couple onto a plane. Taylor, clinging onto his hand, implored, “Let’s go together.”
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