Lock You In My Heart Chapter 546
Lock You In My Heart
It was complete chaos. They could hear womenâs scared sobs and children crying.
Gabrielle held her breath. She hoped the robbers would go away after getting what they wanted so it would be safe for all of them to evacuate.
Losing a life would be devastating and it was more important to live through the situation. Her fear started to grow stronger.
It was her first time experiencing such a mess. Good thing she didnât pass out.
A couple of women were so shocked that they instantly fainted on the ground.
âDonât be afraid, Gabrielle. They simply want the jewelry. When there is life, there is hope. A lot of the jewelry was designed by well-known artists, even those who have already passed. Their works are branded and can easily be recognized as prized collections by the Interpol.â Melissa consoled her, tone hushed to avoid getting caught.
It seemed like it was not the first time for Melissa and Nathan to encounter such an incident. They were fearless, but they were undeniably angered at how the robbers swiped the jewels away.
In addition, Melissa was worried for Gabrielle the most. She had never experienced this before.
âIâll be fine, Ms. Glyn. Do you think theyâll be able to retrieve the jewelry?â Gabrielle worriedly asked.
Melissa assessed the situation before speaking. âItâs going to be difficult, actually.â
âOh no, what should we do now?â Gabrielle frowned.
âListen to me, Gabrielle. Donât go out there and stay still. Your safety is more important. I donât want you to get hurt.â Holding Gabrielleâs hand, Melissa felt her trembling. The poor girl was really frightened.
âWeâll be okay, Ms. Glyn. I just feel helpless right now...â Gabrielle got so distressed when she saw her favorite sets of jewelry getting thrown into a black bag one after another. Only a jewelry designer could feel the pain of seeing their cherished treasure getting stolen.
âWait a little longer, Gabrielle...â
âAargh, whaa! Mommy! It hurts!â
Their whispering was interrupted by a childâs high-pitched wailing. A little girl, perhaps four or five years old, sat on the ground nearby. Her palm had most likely come into contact with the glass when she fell and it was bleeding, making her scream in pain.
A robber noticed her, and he pointed his gun directly at her head, intending to shoot the crying kid. Seeing this, Gabrielle ran towards the little girl at a very fast speed, and then pulled her back. The bullet almost hit her. âGabrielle!â âGabrielle! Why did y-â
âGabrielle, are you okay?!â Melissa and Nathan were beyond shocked.
They didnât expect Gabrielle would run out to save the child. She mustâve lost her mind, thinking she could outrun the speeding bullet. Outside the hall, Westley couldnât stand it any longer. He pulled out his gun and aimed for the robberâs wrist. The gun he was holding fell down as he yelped in pain. Westley had no intention of killing those people because he didnât want to terrify Gabrielle with such violence. He didnât want to scare her. But this foolish girl risked her life saving the kid. She could have gotten shot or killed! Westley aimed another shot, one through his wrist and the other through his ankle.
It was efficient and precise. After the robber was shot down, he rolled on the ground in pain. One of his allies saw this and started shooting out of nowhere. One shot triggered a nother. This place would soon turn into hell, but Westley couldnât risk waiting. He mobilized his men and broke in swiftly. His only goal was to take Gabrielle out. No one had expected things would turn out this way. They were supposed to see the jewelry exhibition, not a bloodbath. A group of gentlemen and socialites who had all been dressed in luxury clothes were forced to hide now. This event would probably be the most unforgettable nightmare in their lives.
They would remember it to their bones.
âMr. Morris, itâs too dangerous. Let me go instead.â Slater rushed towards Westley, intending to persuade him.
The robbers were all carrying machine guns. Dodging would be impossible.
Westley shoved him and drew his gun inside the room. He would have gotten in earlier if he had known it would be an unavoidable conflict.
âGabrielle!â
âGabrielle! Stay down!â Westley rushed to her.
The table behind her had already become a mess. Fortunately, it was made of iron and could help her block the bullets. While the girl in her arms was almost passed out from shock.
The child was so young, yet she had to experience this nightmare. This was the kind of trauma she would never outgrow.
âAre you alright, little one? Please hang in there, Iâll protect you. When we get out of here Iâll take you to the hospital, okay?â
Gabrielle felt like crying as she was gazing at the childâs beautiful face.
She thought the little girl was so pretty and delicate, apparently a half judging by her blue eyes.
âOuch, it hurts... Mom-Mommy...â At that moment, the child saw a young woman falling down not far away, and became too frightened to cry.
It was actually her mother. She had intended to find the child, but the robber shot her down.
It was a shocking scene. Even Gabrielle was horrified. She covered the kidâs eyes immediately and turned the other way. How could she bear the pain of seeing her motherâs death in front of her? Blood was everywhere, and screams rose one after another. The harsh sound weakened Gabrielleâs resolve and she sank to the floor. The poor kid in her arms was still trembling and sobbing. âMommy, I want my Mommy.â The child struggled, desperate to go where her mother was.
âGabrielle! Watch out!â While Westley was crying towards Gabrielle, she got thrown down by someone, hearing a manâs moan over her back. Gabrielle, with the child in her arms, was protected by a guy. She turned her head and found Nathan lying next to her in extreme pain He must have gotten hit. âMr. Sanderson, are you okay?! Have you been shot? Talk to me!â Gabrielle didnât know what to do. âIâm fine, Ms. Jones... are you okay?â Nathan tried his best to answer. âIâm okay, weâre okay.â Gabrielle hugged the kid more tightly. âThatâs good...â After saying that, Nathan fainted. Gabrielle looked at his back.
She gasped when she saw there was a pool of blood around his waist. He was shot! She trembled, the tears starting to fall from her eyes. Nathan was in danger. Nathan tried to save her, and now he had been wounded so badly. She couldnât help but feel guilty. Was she too impulsive? If she hadnât tried to save the little girl, this wouldnât have happened. But she was just a kid. She couldnât stay still and let the robbers shoot the little girl to death. âMr. Sanderson, wake up! Please open your eyes!â