Chapter Seventy Seven

Naevia coughed out, rising from the ground. She looked at her father, who got his balance and looked at her angrily.

Arnold is about to take his gun to shoot Naevia, but he suddenly hears the sound of burning woods at the entrance, being bashed from outside.

The force used, sent the burning ceiling above Arnold, crumbling down. Arnold moved quickly before the wood landed on him.

He gets mad on seeing his home crumbling into flames before his eyes. So much hatred rises within him. "Your bad luck as a child has ruined my home!" He cursed Naevia.

Arnold took out his gun and pointed it quickly at a weak Naevia. He places his finger on the trigger to shoot, but is shocked to hear the sound of a gunshot.

Arnold paused and looked down at his chest. He found himself bleeding. He looked up at Naevia and saw her with the revolver he had gifted her.

Naevia, who's trying to get herself, shoots Arnold again right in the chest. He groaned and fell on his knee.

Naevia got up from the ground with her