Chapter 126 He Had To Die.
Phillip knew very well that dealing with someone as paranoid as Nolan, being overly concerned about
Peyton would only harm her.
Shortly after, the door opened and Phillip saw Nolan dragging Peyton out. Despite Peytonâs obvious
weakness, Nolan showed no mercy.
Phillip instinctively wanted to step forward, but Lucian coldly warned, âDonât move.â
Phillip anxiously watched as Peyton opened his mouth, but remained silent.
Nolan had already appeared with a pitchâblack handgun in his hand, standing tall and seemingly in
control of othersâ lives and deaths.
âPeytie, look closely, he died because of you.â
Peyton was very scared, she didnât know what to do now to stop Nolanâs killing.
The more she begged, the more it would only fuel Nolanâs murderous intent, but even if she didnât
plead, he would still take action.
What should we do? What should she do exactly?
Just at that moment, a clear voice rang out, âGo to hell, you evil person.â
It was Ericâs voice, he didnât know how long he had been hiding, always searching for an opportunity.
He had learned gun shooting from Phillip, but due to the danger of
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firearms, Phillip usually forbade him from using them.
He naively believed that as long as he killed Nolan, the crisis would be resolved and Peyton would be
free from now on.
At that moment, a gunshot rang out, and the bullet did not come from Nolanâs hand, but from Ericâs
gun. No one noticed that he was actually armed.
The gun was aimed at Nolan, but Ericâs shooting skills were obviously not proficient. In his haste, he
fired the gun and missed the target.
The bullet whizzed through the wind and flew straight towards Peytonâs chest.
The sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard, and no one realized that the child was actually
holding a gun!
The moment Peyton saw the bullet, she had already been embraced by
someone.
Between the nostrils was a familiar woody scent, much like Nolanâs personality, calm and aloof.
His tall figure not only blocked the wind and snow, but also blocked the bullet.
âNolan!â Peyton looked at him anxiously, in that moment her emotions were all over the place, all her
thoughts focused on Nolan.
âHow are you? Are you okay?â
Peyton broke free from Nolanâs embrace, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief as she saw the
bullet piercing through the black wool coat and hitting the bulletproof vest underneath.
Just then, all the snipers aimed at Eric. Peyton hurriedly said, âDonât
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shoot! Heâs just a child!â
Nolan extended his cold fingertips to brush the tear stains at the corner of her eyes. âEven a young
beast with fangs is still a beast, Peytie. If I hadnât been wearing a bulletproof vest, both you and I might
have died.â
He leaned down and whispered softly in her ear, âBeing kind to the enemy is being cruel to oneself.â
Nolanâs voice was soft, without any discernible emotion.
But Peyton knew he was angry! And he was very angry.
Apart from matters related to her, his emotions fluctuated greatly. The angrier he became towards
others, the calmer his emotions were.
Peyton held him tightly with both hands and gently pleaded, âNolan, Eric didnât mean to hurt me. Heâs
just a child, please donât hurt him.â
Chris didnât know why Peyton was crying so hard. When Chris saw her crying, he also started crying as
if he had been wronged.
âDad, Mom!â Chrisâs crying disturbed Nolanâs concentration.
Nolan hurriedly picked up the child. Chris and Peyton held him on both sides, crying incessantly.
He had to compromise, âAlright, I can spare this childâs life, but heâ¦â
Nolan stared at Phillip with a cold and indifferent tone, âHe had to die.â