Chapter 530 - Five Hundred And Thirty: Give Birth In Prison (1/2)

Taming A Billionaire Glimmy 25380K 2022-07-22

The third point of view:

Emerald was quick and accurate. None of the men stood a chance against him and Cecil finally saw the reason he was so cocky in the first place. He was a monster with guns. In just a matter of minutes, the scene was cleared.

The strong metallic scent of blood assaulted Cecil's nostril and she felt like throwing up even though nothing came out. Her hands could not help but rub over her belly, hoping her child had not detected any of this. A child born in the throes of violence, she hoped he wouldn't turn out much worse than her father.

Wait a minute, what he? She was going to birth a lovely princess. Her baby girl was going to love dresses and pink barbie dolls, not guns and whatever else her father was hiding in this car. She would train her to be cute and well-mannered like her, not smutty, ill-tempered, and rugged like her father.

Emerald was satisfied with his result, everyone was down except for one. He loved leaving one witness alive to send the message across to their benefactor. But then, he was in a foul mood today, they dared to fire at his wife, there would be no survival ratio today.

”No, please, spare me,” The gunman pleaded, dragging himself backward. He was shot on the legs, ”I was just following orders,”

”Well, sadly for you, I don't condone orders meant to harm my wife,” He pulled the trigger.

The gunman squeezed his eyes waiting for his death. He had seen Emerald's move, he was like a panther, quick and relentless. However, when nothing happened, he slowly opened his eyes,

”Huh?”

”Oh shit,” Emerald cursed, discovering he had run out of bullets. Nope, this was not good. He watched out of the corner of his eyes as the killer took advantage of that little opportunity and picked up an abandoned gun beside him.

The giant was just about to dodge when the man fired. Oh no, he was dead. But then, why does death seem painless?

Emerald slowly popped open his eyes; he had closed them instinctively. At once he checked his body, he was unharmed. But how? He had heard a gunshot….

His eyes flickered down to see the gunman who now had a bullet wedged in between his brows. He was dead on the spot. Then he turned to find Cecil outside the car with a gun in her grip - her shaking hands. Cecil was the one who fired and not the killer and she was a natural at it. Guess he doesn't have to teach her how to use one anymore.

Cecil didn't know what happened but all she knew was that when that killer became a threat to her husband, she picked up one of the guns from the floor and fired. She simply envisioned and followed the way Emerald handled his guns.

”Did I kill him?” She asked Emerald even though the result was obvious. Her hands shook greatly, she hadn't meant to kill him. She just wanted to stop him from hurting Emerald.

Emerald simply took the gun from her grasp, flung it away, and hugged her tight, ”It was self-defense. You just did what was right,” He told her.

”Was that right?” She asked him, holding his gaze.

Emerald didn't back down from the challenge, he answered while staring into her eyes, ”It is in our nature to want to survive, or would you have given up without a fighting chance. Even the court of law has a provision for self-defense. Moreover, these people were sent to take your life, why feel pity for them? They wouldn't have shown mercy to you even if you pleaded, so don't go wasting your emotion on persons who don't deserve it, ”

Cecil couldn't refute his statement, she knew he was right. They had fired at their car without a care, it was obvious they wanted them dead.