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    “Take her instead! She’s my mother. My father and grandfather will empty their bank ounts for her!”


    Kylee’s voice climbed to a near-shriek as she thrust Car toward the armed criminal. She then staggered backward, her heel twisting, and fell hard to the floor.


    Time seemed to freeze at that moment.


    Belinda stared inplete disbelief—Kylee wanted to sacrifice her mother to save herself.


    Car’s face crumpled with a mixture of shock and pain.


    “Boss, we don’t have much time. We need to leave now!” The robber stationed by the door shifted nervously, his voice tight with urgency.


    The scar-faced man wasted no more precious seconds and lunged forward to grab Car.


    At that moment, Belinda lunged forward with all her strength and knocked away the man’s hand holding the gun. The deafening crack of gunfire split the air!


    The gun flew from the man’s grip and fell to the floor.


    The stray bullet found its mark in the crystal chandelier above, sending a deadly shower of ss fragments raining down.


    Screams erupted as everyone shielded their heads with their hands.


    Even the robbers scrambled for cover beneath the glittering storm.


    “Damn it!” the scar-faced man roared, fury zing in his voice as he brushed razor-sharp shards from his clothing and crouched to pick up the gun that had slipped from his hand.


    Belinda shoved Car clear of danger, then pivoted toward the scar-faced man with lethal intent, her leg swinging up in a powerful kick.


    “Boss! Behind you!” a robber screamed in warning.


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    The scar-faced man’s head snapped up just in time to see Belinda’s foot streaking toward his face. His arm shot up to block the attack.


    The kick connected with a solid thud, sending him sprawling across the floor. As he sailed through the floor, his foot caught the gun and sent it skittering across the floor into the distance.


    The moment the scar-faced man struck the floor, Belinda pounced, her fist driving into his temple with surgical precision.


    “Ah!” His agonized shriek pierced the air before consciousness abandoned himpletely.


    The entire scene left every witness frozen in shock.


    Among the three criminals, only the scar-faced man carried a gun.


    She edged left, forcing the robber to turn to face her.


    “You bitch!” One of the robbers charged at Belinda, rage burning in his eyes.<fn1565> Th? link to the orig?n of this information r?sts ?n find?novel</fn1565>


    But in the end, he too was knocked unconscious by Belinda. At that moment, a piercing scream rang out.


    Kylee’s voice tore through the air, a desperate cry. “Mom!”


    Thest robber clutched Car, his de pressed tight against her throat, a cold glint in the dim light.


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