Chapter 649 She Knew That Grenade

• Gunfire ripped through the air, splintering wood with sharp, echoing cracks. Sparks burst across the walls, and the explosion of glass, dust, and flying debris turned the elegant dining room into an instant war zone.
• Crystal wine glasses shattered. Chairs splintered. Whoever was outside wasn’t just sending a warning—they were going for a full-on hit. The bullets just kept flying, hammering the room with no mercy and no pause.
• Olivia and Alexander huddled behind cover, bullets slicing through the air just inches from their faces. Neither of them dared to flinch. Pressed together, hands clenched tight, they didn’t even have time to think. Both of them scowled at the relentless rain of bullets.