Seraphina Sterling was on the verge of cursing. 'Who in the world has Simon provoked this time?!'
"Seraphina, look out!" Genevieve Churchill's expression changed the moment she saw the dark barrel of the gun. She cried out the warning as she sprinted toward the man holding it.
"You fool, drop the gun!" Simon roared with authority. The gunman faltered for a split second, and in that instant, a sharp fruit knife pierced his wrist. The pistol clattered to the ground!
Being the closest, Genevieve Churchill immediately snatched up the gun and aimed it at the man's head. "Don't move!"
The crowded little alley fell silent at once.
Seraphina Sterling walked over and shot Simon a glance. "This is your problem, so you solve it! Don't drag us into this!"
"All of you, get lost! I'll go back when I feel like it. Tell them to stop trying to force me back like this! Otherwise, I'll make sure they never see me again!"
