"Christina, Mom promises you, I'll stop, and I'll go abroad with you. I initially thought too, once this is over, I will always stay by your side, no matter where you are, you can live without worry."

Charlotte Ramey said.

Christina still shook her head and said, "Mom, I'm a teacher. If I weren't a teacher, maybe I wouldn't see some things. But as a teacher, do you know what the schools in Kenton County are really like? They're not educating, they're just making money. All the students growing up in that environment, what can they gain? All they gain is a calculating mindset, always putting money first. Do you really think raising a generation like this is what you, as an education bureau leader, should do?"

"You've not only ruined yourself and me, but you've also ruined so many children in Kenton County. I hate you, I hate you, I hate you so much."

Christina's words were the final straw that broke Charlotte Ramey.

She stumbled a bit.

Her body collapsed to the ground.

She wasn't lying.

These years of frantically making money in the education system were all for Christina.

She had long been tired of living like this.

Why not give up?

It was so Christina could live well in the next life.

Even with premature ovarian failure, she sought Dirk Carter for treatment immediately.

It was all for this purpose.

She feared aging prematurely, never again receiving the favor of that bigwig, fearing she would be discarded like trash. To make money, she needed that person's backing.

The goal of her lifelong struggle now being said to be hated was akin to the sky falling for her.

"Give me the gun!"

Suddenly.

Charlotte Ramey said to Daniela Morgan.

Daniela was taken aback.

Charlotte shouted: "I told you to give me the gun, didn't you hear?"

Daniela did not dare to defy her and handed the gun to Charlotte.

Charlotte, holding the gun, stood up, wiped away tears, but her eyes showed more determination, and she said, "Dirk Carter, it's you, it's all you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be like this, and Christina wouldn't hate me. I can die, it's okay, I'm willing to do anything for Christina, but before I die, I want you to die with me."

Christina shielded Dirk Carter with her body.

She said, "Fine, if you kill Dirk Carter, then kill me first, I'll die with him."

"Christina, don't be foolish, Dirk Carter can never love you."

Charlotte said.

Christina nodded and said, "I know, but it's okay. People must fight for what they love at least once in life, right? Mom, I'm not you, that's where I'm different."

"Move aside!" Charlotte warned.

Christina stubbornly said, "I won't!"

"I told you to move aside!"

"I won't move!"

In the tangle, Charlotte didn't dare to shoot.

At that moment.

Dense footsteps echoed in the corridor.

Daniela opened the door and peeked outside, seeing countless fully armed police gathering at the corridor's entrance.

She looked out of the window.

The parking lot below was filled with police cars.

All police types were gathering.

Even snipers were already on the opposite rooftop with rifles aimed at them.

"Leader, you go first, I'll hold them off, give me the gun!"

Daniela said anxiously.

Charlotte's expression was blank, "You go."

"Leader, if it weren't for your support in my studies, I, Daniela Morgan, wouldn't be here today. My life is yours, you go first, I'll hold them off."

Daniela said anxiously.

Charlotte pointed the gun at Daniela.

She said, "I told you to go, or I'll shoot!"

Daniela felt wronged.

She wiped away tears.

"Okay, I'll go."

With a reluctant glance at Charlotte, she opened the door and ran out.

After Daniela left,

Charlotte pointed the gun back at the two of them.

She quietly said, "Dirk Carter, can the surveillance or bugs in this room be removed? I want to say a few words to Christina."

"They can!"

Dirk Carter bent down.

He reached under the coffee table and removed a small device.

This bug was initially installed by Rosie to monitor Declan Newhart and Tyson Ross's secret conversations.

In the room next door.

Warren Young, wearing earmuffs, heard a piercing noise.

He quickly took off the earmuffs.

"What's wrong?"

Simon Lewis asked.

Warren shook his head, "The bug was removed."

"Will Dirk Carter be in danger? Do we need to attack?"

Simon asked.

Warren pondered and said, "Have the snipers remotely keep an eye on the situation, if Dirk's in danger, eliminate the threat immediately."

"Okay, I'll notify them now."

Simon hurried out.

The police downstairs were brought there by them. After arriving at the scene, Rosie led them to this room.

This means they heard most of the conversation between Dirk Carter and Charlotte.

About ten minutes passed.

No one knew what went on in that room during that time.

Until suddenly, the radio on the table shouted: "Report, report, the shooter is preparing to act, repeat, the shooter is preparing to act!"

Almost immediately.

Dirk Carter shouted "No!"

And then.

A loud bang.

By the time Warren Young and the others rushed in, Charlotte Ramey had been shot in the forehead, lying in a pool of blood.

Christina screamed for her "Mom."

Dirk Carter held her back.

Perhaps unable to bear the pain, Christina fainted.

"To the hospital, get to the hospital!"

Dirk Carter picked Christina up and dashed out of the tearoom.

The ambulance arrived at that moment too.

After handing her to the doctors, Dirk watched the ambulance leave, and when he turned back, he saw countless police pouring into the gates.

His expression was somewhat dazed.

He walked to a planter at the entrance and sat down.

Visions of the final moment played in his mind.

After the bug was removed, Charlotte put down the gun and began to explain her last words. After she finished, she deliberately raised the gun again, pointing it at the two of them, finger on the trigger, acting like she would shoot. In such a situation, the sniper surely had to fire.

In those last moments.

She didn't intend to shoot anyone.

She just wanted the sniper to shoot her.

It's unclear how long he sat there.

Charlotte's body was carried out.

The chaotic scene began to quiet down.

"Want a smoke?"

Suddenly, a uniformed officer sat beside him, offering cigarettes.

Dirk glanced sideways, surprisingly finding it was Eliza Henderson.

"Why are you here too?"

Dirk asked.

Eliza replied, "This is Northside Street, with such a big incident, of course, I had to come."

Dirk gave a bitter smile.

He took a cigarette and just lit it.

Eliza said, "It's a toy gun."

"What did you say?"

Dirk was surprised, asking Eliza.

Eliza sighed and said, "I said, the suspect was holding a toy gun, not a real one."

Dirk was shocked.

But he also sighed, slowly relaxing.

Perhaps this outcome was long planned by Charlotte, she really could lay down her life for Christina.

"Look at that car!"

Eliza pointed toward the roadside.

Dirk glanced over from a distance.

It was a black Audi sedan.

Because the windows were tinted, nothing inside was visible.

"What's about that car?"

Dirk asked.

Eliza said, "I noticed that car as soon as I arrived. It's strange. It doesn't even have a license plate."

A car without plates?

Dirk snapped to attention.

He jumped up.

The car slowly started moving, leaving the scene.

By the time Dirk chased after it,

the car was already gone.

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