Chapter 890

When Cedrick, Eason, and several bodyguards arrived at the door of the warehouse, a harsh gunshot was heard. ​​Following the first shot were two more deafening blasts.

Bang, bang!

Cedrick, who was already a bundle of nerves, felt his heart skip a beat when he heard the sound of gunfire.

"Quick, find Mistress Catelyn!" barked Cedrick to his subordinates and quickened his pace, running toward the source of the sound.

The closer he got to the warehouse, the more anxious he became.

'No, no… Catelyn's fine… She can't be the one shot!'

He kicked open the ajar door, and when he saw the scene inside the warehouse, he froze.

Catelyn was covered in blood, standing less than two meters away from the door, clutching the pistol tightly in both hands. Her clothes were torn to shreds, revealing her pale skin riddled with fine scratches and dripping with blood. Her cheeks were also swollen in red.

She had gone through too much; that was the one thought that haunted Cedrick.

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