Chapter 417 We Must Save the Kids
"Uh-oh."
Cecily and Gary each grabbed a kid and hustled them into the car.
"Mommy."
"Stay down and don't stick your head out," Cecily ordered, but a sudden thwack cut her off.
Cecily dodged to the side. "Listen, the shooter isn't one of us."
"Loren's body is right there. You think we'd believe you?"
No one was listening to Cecily now.
A chill ran down her spine.
Who fired that shot?
Someone was hiding in the shadows, watching. When the assassination was about to fail, they took a shot to make sure things went south.
She had suspected Freya and Jennifer were behind this, but now it seemed bigger than them.
Freya and Jennifer might hire a hitman, but they wouldn't have the guts to pull the trigger themselves.
"Who fired the shot? Mom, someone else is helping us," Freya said, peeking out from the car, excitement lighting up her face as she watched the chaos.
"Could it be Aurelia?" Jennifer clutched her chest, still shaken by the gunshot.
"No way. Aurelia doesn't have the brains or the guts. Even if I had fired the shot, it couldn't have been her."
Jennifer's face changed, and she looked around nervously.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
"If it wasn't Aurelia, it means someone else knows our plan and is watching us."
Freya scanned the dark, secluded area. Jennifer's words sent a chill down her spine.
"Mom, don't scare me. They wouldn't shoot at us too, would they?"
"Their target is Cecily and those kids. No reason to come after us."
Freya sighed in relief and patted her chest. "Mom, you scared me. As long as they're not after us, it's fine. They even helped us. Cecily almost got away, but now, they're all gonna die."
"Something's off," Jennifer said, her voice suddenly serious.
"Mom, what's off?"
Jennifer stared at the chaotic scene and her face turned to horror. "The shooter wants us to kill Cecily and her kids."
"What do you mean? Weren't we planning to kill Cecily anyway?"
"Idiot!" Jennifer snapped. "We only wanted Cecily dead. Now, these killers won't spare the kids. If the kids die with Cecily, who do you think they'll trace it back to?"
Freya was momentarily stunned. "It'll be us!"
"Exactly. That person knows our plan and wants to use this opportunity to kill Cecily and her kids. If they trace it back, it'll lead straight to us."
Jennifer, having been around Bryan for years, quickly realized something was off.
"Mom, isn't Aurelia taking the fall for us? She transferred the money!"
Jennifer shook her head. "Besides Aurelia, who else did you tell about this?"
"I didn't tell anyone else. Only Aurelia knows."
Jennifer narrowed her eyes. "I don't know what's going on, but if the Fitzgerald family's grandkids die, they'll investigate thoroughly. It's only a matter of time before they trace it back to us."
Freya panicked. "Mom, what should we do?"
Jennifer steadied herself. "Don't panic. Let me think." She gritted her teeth. "The kids can't die. If they die, it can't be because of us. We have to save them."
"Mom, are you crazy? Are you saying we need to save Cecily's kids now?" Freya was unwilling.
"Yes, we have to save them. We must save them." Jennifer was resolute and was about to start the car when Freya stopped her.
"Wait." Freya saw a black car speeding towards Cecily.
Freya's pupils contracted in fear. "It's over. It's over. Mom, it's Darian's car. Darian is here! Should we still go? Maybe we shouldn't."
Jennifer grabbed Freya's arm, extremely serious. "Listen to me. When you get a chance, you have to save those two kids. No matter what, you have to save them. Do you hear me?"
Freya's mind was in chaos, but seeing Jennifer so serious, she nodded vigorously. "I, I understand."
"Freya, remember, whether you have a chance to become Mrs. Fitzgerald in the future depends on what happens next. Remember my words, do everything you can to save those two kids."
"Mom, I remember." Freya nodded resolutely.
Jennifer took a deep breath and drove the car forward.
The stick landed on Cecily's shoulder, and she couldn't help but fall forward.
The assassin behind her immediately grabbed her shoulder.
"Deceiving us and getting our brothers killed, you deserve to die."
A loud bang.
Cecily couldn't avoid it and instinctively closed her eyes, but the falling stick didn't bring any pain.
In a daze, she opened her eyes. In the dark, someone was holding her tightly from behind, and she heard Darian's muffled grunt in her ear.
Cecily looked up, and the person behind her quickly got up and kicked the assassin away.
"Who are you?"
The sudden appearance of someone made the assassins take a step back in fear.
"Darian!"
Cecily's eyelashes trembled.
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