Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 764: Chapter 767: Don’t Be Afraid, Feeling Delighted Inside

If a Minimus Hart could be exchanged for her forgiveness towards him, why wouldn’t he be happy to do it? For him, it was a no-cost investment with guaranteed returns.

With Thomas Shannon’s urging, Charlie River raised the horsewhip once more. At the critical moment, Minimus Hart reached a hand behind her back and quickly drew a pistol.

”Nobody move!” Minimus Hart held the pistol with both hands, the gun muzzle aimed at Sophie Sullivan.

The pain from Charlie’s whip made her gasp; she gritted her teeth, enduring.

Thomas Shannon’s cold eyes narrowed, an ominous aura flaring briefly before vanishing. Sophie was surprised; she hadn’t expected Minimus Hart to have such a trick up her sleeve.

With the gun muzzle aimed at her, Sophie remained calm and composed. She curled her lips, mocking Minimus Hart’s audacity. ”Minimus Hart, do you think you can escape from here?”

”From that moment I entered the dark cell, I never thought I could get out alive,” Minimus Hart said fiercely. ”Even if I die, I’ll drag you down with me! Sophie Sullivan, don’t think that just by killing me, you can live an untroubled life! Let’s die together!”

Her laughter carried a chilling coldness as her index finger was about to pull the trigger.

”Young Master, watch out!”

Charlie River’s horsewhip flashed like lightning, drawing a dark shadow in the air, and accurately coiled around Minimus Hart’s pistol with a fierce pull.

The pistol was instantly snatched from her hand.

BANG!

The bullet hit the wall. Firelight and dust scattered in the air.

Thomas Shannon pulled Sophie into his embrace, shielding her tightly. He spun around, his back to Minimus Hart.

This shot was thrilling but harmless.

Charlie River picked up the pistol with one hand, aiming at the frantic Minimus Hart. ”Minimus Hart, you brought this upon yourself.”

With that, Charlie River pulled the trigger—a gunshot rang out. A small red dot appeared on Minimus Hart’s brow. Dark red blood flowed like a stream, trickling down.

Her eyes widened, fixed intently on Charlie River as her body fell rigidly.

Everything ended with that gunshot.

Sophie peeked out from Thomas Shannon’s embrace and glanced at Minimus Hart, who died with her eyes wide open. She pursed her lips. Thomas Shannon’s dry, warm big palm pressed her head into his embrace. He lowered his head, asking in a low voice, ”Are you afraid?”

Sophie shook her head, resting it on his chest. ”No, inside heart I feel very relieved.”

After coming out of the dark cell, the suffocating feeling Sophie had long suppressed inside heart in her chest was finally, thoroughly vented.

「The hotel.」

Lucifer, after waking up in the morning, didn’t eat breakfast, citing a lack of appetite.

Seeing this, Leo grew anxious inside heart.

Miss Cecilia Branford had been gone for so long and hadn’t made a telephone call back. His Highness was not eating or drinking, waiting for her to take the initiative to contact him.

What if Miss Cecilia Branford never made contact? What would His Highness do?

Leo’s anxiety was written all over his face. ”Your Highness, I’m going out for a while.”

Lucifer supported his forehead with one hand, his eyes closed, and said faintly, ”Leo, what are you trying to do?”

”I... I’m going to the restroom.”

”Do you know the cost of lying to me?”

Leo shuddered. His Highness’s eyes had seen through his thoughts. He simply confessed, ”Your Highness, you’re waiting for Miss Cecilia Branford’s telephone call without eating or drinking. I’m worried that she might have forgotten for a while to contact you, so I want to give her a telephone call.”

”No need.” Lucifer’s voice bore a trace of annoyance.

At the instance, Leo couldn’t understand His Highness’s thoughts and had to lower his head. ”Yes, Your Highness.”

After contemplating for a while with his eyes closed, Lucifer opened his eyes and glanced at the time.