Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
The phone was a legacy from Erik to Serena, and the startup password was likely Serena’s birth date.
Jones entered the boss’ birthday, and to his surprise, the phone was unlocked. “Boss, it’s unlocked.”
His triumph was cut short by a pained grunt from Mirabella, prompting his urgent concern, “Boss, what’s wrong?”
Six Chesters were ganging up on Romeo; and Mirabella, noticing her parents were isolated, moved to protect them, sustaining gashes from Chester on both her arm and back.
“Forget about me,” Mirabella’s voice was as stoic and calm as ever.
But Jones could hear the pain and resolve beneath that composure. He knew she was hurt and it made him anxious, his heart sinking further.
Damn it, whoever dares bully his boss is going to pay the prize—he’d definitely twist that person’s head off when he got the chance!
Jones scoured the phone as fast as he could, finding a strange App he had never seen before.
But he didn’t know the login details.
Suddenly, he remembered someone and immediately said, “Hold on, boss, I’ll call you right back.”
There was no way Mirabella had the time to hack passwords now, but her mentor sure could! After all, Mirabella had learned all her hacking skills from Thomas!
At this hour, Thomas was surely doing nothing, ready to go to sleep.
He immediately called Thomas, “Thomas, save us.”
Mirabella had no clue what Jones was up to, but when she saw six Chesters thrusting their knives at Romeo, she shouted, “Watch out!”
Romeo dodged these knives with lightning speed, taking the opportunity to run to her. Looking at her wounds with distress, he didn’t say another word, stripped off his shirt and began to bandage her.
“I’m fine.” Spotting another Chester approaching. Mirabella pushed Romeo aside and landed a kick on the assailant.
Once Romeo finished bandaging her up, he said, “We can’t keep this up forever; we need to capture their chief first.”
Now, the only way to make these Chesters stop was to capture Serena first.
But Serena was perched high atop the altar, a good distance away, and they had family members to protect here.
Just then, Mirabella’s watch buzzed—it was Jones calling.
Jones’ excited voice came through from the other end.
“Boss, their Achilles’ heel is at the back of their head—coin-sized chips implanted there, progr. med with I
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Thomas says if we take out those chips, their ‘brains’ will be destroyed, and they’ll stop moving!”
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“Jack.” Mirabella kicked one of the knives on the ground toward him, and another to Wolf, “Do it like this.”
She stabbed swiftly at the back of a Chester’s head.
The Chester fell down, motionless as if a pause button had been pressed.
Jack and Wolf immediately got that their Achilles’ heel was the back of their heads!
They struggled to their feet and fought with all they had!
Serena hadn’t anticipated that Chester had this lethal vulnerability. Realizing the dire situation, she quickly ordered her few of her subordinates to retreat.
Tyrannosaurus pressed a button on his remote, and a door beside them creaked open. Nighthawk, carrying Serena, descended the steps while another subordinate brought down the wheelchair. Nighthawk gently placed Serena into the chair and hurried toward the exit.
Mirabella and Romeo had already teamed up to take out a number of Chesters. Seeing Serena make her escape, they immediately gave chase.
“Blow this place up.” Serena commanded as she left.
Tyrannosaurus didn’t hesitate to press the remote.
Aurgent beeping echoed through the air.
“Damn, they’re going to blow this place up.” Jack looked up, his eyes scanning for the source of the sound. He spotted the bombs placed at each corner of the church, already counting down: thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight.
“Let’s go.” Romeo grabbed Kenneth and Mirabella’s hands, ready to leave.
Mirabella also clutched Louisa’s wrist, but she realized someone was missing and turned back, “Stinger.”
Stinger still lay unconscious on the ground.
“You get your parents out of here.”
Romeo knew Mirabella wouldn’t leave Stinger behind, so after handing off the others to her, he sprinted back to hoist Stinger onto his shoulders.
“Twenty-two, twenty-one, twenty.”
The beeping grew more urgent. Mirabella held onto Kenneth with one hand and Louisa with the other, racing for the exit. While Wolf, finding the elderly couple too slow, hoisted Bernard onto his shoulder.
“Sorry, Lady , no offense.” Jack scooped up Cornelia, but as he took off, he stumbled over someone and nearly fell.
On closer inspection, he found that the person lying on the ground was a buddy he brought here.
He wasn’t dead yet, but he gave Jack a weak smile. Jack had always teased him for being a laggard, and now, even on the brink of death, he was still Jack’s anchor.
“You’re alive?” Jack suddenly saw the other men were still breathing. He shouted, “Boss!”
Mirabella turned to see several men still down but alive. She quickly told her parents, “You run, don’t look back, just run!”
“Bella.” Kenneth and Louisa were torn but knew they had to flee.
“Run fast!” Mirabella spun around, determined to save a few more lives.
Kenneth and Louisa, not wanting to burden them, tearfully ran ahead.
“Put me down, I can run by myself.”
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Mirabella, holding her grandparents’ hands, led them out first.
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Wolf also carried two, and Jack shouted into the air, “Is anyone else alive?”
No response.
“Anyone?” Jack’s voice strained as he yelled again, aware that time was running out.
Among the bodies strewn haphazardly, one person closed his eyes, not daring to move.
His leg was broken; he couldn’t run.
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But Jack still went over and gave him a kick, “Damn it, are you playing dead, huh? Dare to ignore me and see how I deal with you later!”
“Jack, just leave me.” Tears welled up in Onion’s eyes; he didn’t want to be a burden to them.
But Jack crouched down, “Damn it, get your ass up. If you don’t want me dead, then make it quick!”
Jack wanted to carry him on his back.
“Jack, my leg’s broken.” Onion could only tell the truth.
Actually, he didn’t want to stay there either; he wanted to continue fighting alongside Jack, to be there for the boss, but his leg hurt so much he couldn’t even stand.
Besides, Jack was already carrying one person on each shoulder, and because of the weight, his wounds were bleeding out.
Onion knew Jack couldn’t carry him.
New Book: Returned To Make Them Pay
On her wedding anniversary, Alicia is drugged and stumbles into the wrong room—straight into the arms of the powerful Caden Ward, a man rumored never to touch women. Their night of passion shocks even him, especially when he discovers she’s still a virgin after two years of marriage to Joshua Yates.