She certainly didn't care whether these people lived or died.
But they also represented the face of the family.
At this very moment, every shot Lynn fired seemed to strike her heart.
And yet, this damned man was the one controlling the situation.
She wanted to leave with a flip of her sleeve and then notify her family to send someone to deal with the matter, but if she did so under the watchful eyes of the public, the rumors circulating in Glostit would become more and more outrageous.
She could even imagine the headlines: "The rightful heir to the Mosgla family flees in panic from the avenging Bartleion."
If such a thing happened, it would be a disgrace to her own family.
"Stop it!"
Eunice raised her voice, trying to override the other.
"Bang!"
However, this lawless man fired again.
This time, the servant didn't even get a chance to speak before he pulled the trigger.
