Chapter 119

HILLARY'S POV

I was on the floor, wailing like a widow when I heard some spectators scream, but not in happiness but a scream of terror.

Wait, did Ivanka miss? Or did it meet... Oh no!

I sprang up to my feet and rushed to see who the victim was.

"No!!!" I screamed out when I was CM pinned to the ground with a five-foot spear stuck in his chest.

I pushed the petrified Ivanka away and hurried down the stairs to meet CM.

When I arrived, after pushing through the grieving crowd, I met CM lying in a pool of his own blood.

The pale-looking Dylan was wailing in agony while Jordan stood akimbo, with an inscrutable and blank facial expression.

I fell to my knees beside his dying body. "Please, don't go!!" I pleaded as blood flowed down his mouth.

"Take h-him a-away, she'll kil-l him." He struggled to utter as his life slowly seeped out of him.

"No," I wailed. "How did this happen?" I yelled out.

To my surprise the angry crowd began pointing f