The sudden sound of a gunshot rang loudly in the building. Celine's eyes widened as she stared at Ryan who had the gun pointed to her head.
Ryan frowned deeply, slowly looking down at himself, his shirt was dyed a deep red from the blood that was dripping, he had been shot instead of him shooting Celine, his arm fell slack beside him and the next second a lot of men in military uniforms rushed into the building. Ryan was quickly surrounded, he fell on his knees his own blood dyeing the floor before the men yanked him away.
Celine let out a breath in relief, her plan had actually worked out. Amidst the crowd she could see Tristan approaching her, she smiled brightly at him and he smiled back with his dimples showing.
She had already thought out everything and made a small plan before she decided to go and meet Ryan, which she communicated to Tristan through the letter she left him.
