Winning Her Heart Back

A Gunshot at the Wedding 

Greta heard the beeping sound of the password being entered at the door. 

She sat up in alert in the hospital bed and watched the door as several men in white hospital gowns entered. They were all unfamiliar faces. 

“Who are you?” Greta asked. 

The leading man immediately raised a finger to his lips, signaling for silence. “Mrs. Hoven, don’t be afraid. My name is Marcel. We’re friends of Emelie. We’re here to take you away as we’ve discussed with her.” 

“Is Eme alright?” Greta asked anxiously. 

Marcel replied, “She’s fine. We don’t have much time to talk. You need to come with us now!! 

“Okay, okay, Greta said. 

Marcel helped her put on a large cloak and pulled up the hood to hide her face. Then, they quickly left. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

As William’s en were always guarding Greta, Marcel’s group took advantage of the brief one–minute window during the guards‘ shift change to take action. 

As they moved through the pre–planned route, the guards discovered she was missing. They panicked and immediately organized a search as well as reported the news to William. 

William received the message right away. His hand tightened around his phone. 

But before he could fully process it, a nearby vase suddenly shattered. 

With a loud bang, shards of porcelain flew everywhere, and William swiftly dodged it 

His bodyguards immediately shouted, “Mr. Middleton, watch out!” 

He looked up immediately. 

There was a rifle mounted on the second–floor railing 

No, it wasn’t a rifle in Cedonia, no one dared to possess firearms. It was a gun used by shooting clubs, loaded with blanks. While this gun wasn’t highly lethal, it wasn’t harmless either. 

The woman wielding the gun sported a short bob and wore a sleek leather jacket Jodie provocatively saluted william from above. 

William narrowed his eyes. 

With a click, Jodie reloaded the gun and fired repeatedly. Wherever the barrel pointed, the vases filled with hydrangeas in the banquet hall exploded one after another. 

Lood, sudden, and continuous shots sent shards flying and injured guests. Screams and cries of pain filled the hall. 

Men and women in their finestattire, thinking a terrorist attack was happening, fled in panic. Pushing, shoving, chaos ensued. 

Guests rushed to the door, only to find it locked from the outside. The panic intensified 

“What do we do?” one person said 

“Please don’t kill me!” another person pleaded. 

Some bodyguards tried to maintain order while others went after Jodie. 

However, Jodie wasn’t there to stay. After wreaking havoc, she jumped out of a window on the second window. 

Willam stood amid the chaos, his expression was cold as ice 

He watched the ruined wedding and realized they had chosen to strike when many different people were involved. It wasn’t entirely a surprise as it proved that his recent unease wasn’tunfounded. 

Jayden rushed to William “Will, is it Wesley?” 

William quickly scanned the room. The Davis, Collins, and Swanson families were gone. No one knew when they left and where they had gone. 

Since Wesley had already taken Greta, his next target would be Emelle. 

Jayden had the same thought. “Ms. Hoven!” 

William immediately called Elias. 

Jayden didn’t understand. “Why are you calling Elias? Lyle was the one picking her up. 

Shouldn’t he call Lyle? However, thinking about it, he realized Ellas hadn’t appeared today. 

Witam laughed coldly. 

When the call connected, he asked directly, “How’s the wedding car?” 

Elias cursed, “Lyle that bastard”