The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye) novel Chapter 1399

Even though Mango knew that it was staged, she still walked in involuntarily.

When she saw Lebanon lying in a pool of blood, she was completely stunned.

The gun was aimed at Lebanon's heart, and he was looking at Nathaniel and Mango in disbelief, as if he had not realized that he had been shot.

"Lebanon..."

Mango murmured to herself and was about to move forward when Nathaniel grabbed hold of her arm.

"Let's go."

"He's shot! Nathan, you hit his heart. He'll die. He'll die!"

Mango's heart was filled with fear.

Blood was streaming out from Lebanon's chest, and his body was twitching. The chaos around Mango seemed to be inaudible now, and she wanted to go see how was Lebanon, but Nathaniel's strength was so great that she could not break free at all.

Soon, tears started streaming down her face.

Looking at Nathaniel's indifferent expression, Mango suddenly became suspicious. Was Nathaniel planning to kill Lebanon right from the start?

Or was this an order from the higher-ups?

This thought frantically grew in Mango's mind.

Then, she was pulled out of there by Nathaniel, got onto the car and left the palace in a flash.

Meanwhile, Laborn received the news almost immediately.

When Laborn heard the news, he was a little surprised. After all, he was aware of the relationship between Mango and Lebanon. How could they assassinate him?

"Are you sure? It must be a trap."

Laborn asked in a low voice.

The guard quickly said, "Prince Lebanon was shot in the heart. He is now being treated."

"What?"

Laborn's face suddenly changed.

The heart was what kept humans from functioning, and basically, if one was hit in the heart, they wouldn't survive.

"Who is doing the surgery?"

"Doctor Nelson Zhang."

Nelson was one of Laborn's men, so he could be

trusted.

Soon, there was news from the palace that Lebanon had died, and the whole country of Angolla was in an uproar.

When Mango heard the news, she wanted to turn the car around, but she was knocked unconscious by Nathaniel.

Nathaniel's brows were tightly knitted together as he looked at Mango, who was deeply upset.

The reason why he did not tell her in advance was that he was afraid that she would be like this. Not to mention that she had gone in there and had seen it for herself.

Nathaniel shook his head helplessly. The pursuit behind him was very fierce, so he had no time to worry about her and drove directly to Prestin's villa.

Meanwhile, Prestin had also received news of Lebanon's death, and he could not help but be surprised.

"Are you sure? Are you sure it was Nathaniel who shot him?"

"We saw it clearly. It was indeed Nathaniel. Your Highness, what is going on? Aren't they relatives with Prince Lebanon? How could they hit him in the heart?"

The guard's words made Prestin doubtful too, but before they could figure it out, Nathaniel had already driven in.

"Prince Prestin, I have killed Lebanon, the second prince, for you. Shouldn't you fulfill your promise and send us home?"

Nathaniel's voice was loud enough to be heard by Laborn's men, who were behind him.

Prestin's face suddenly changed.

"What are you talking about? When did I tell you to kill my brother? Nathaniel, don't slander me."

"Prince Prestin, are you trying to burn the bridge? We agreed that you will send us home after I kill Lebanon for you. Now that I've done my end of the deal, are you trying to go back on your word? Prince Prestin, you should know that if I can kill Prince Lebanon, I can kill you too."

As Nathaniel said that, he had already left the car and was walking quickly towards Prestin.

Prestin was a little surprised, but he shouted in fear, "Stop him, stop him!"

His guards quickly stepped forward, but Nathaniel was not afraid at all. Then, he pulled open his clothes abruptly to reveal the bombs that were tied to his body.

"Come at me! Since we can't leave, I don't mind dying with you. Shoot me! And with a loud bang, we're all done here."

Seeing the bombs on Nathaniel, Prestin was so scared that he almost went limp.

"Don't shoot!"

He felt that his heart no longer belonged to him.

Nathaniel was absolutely insane!

Prestin looked at Nathaniel and said nicely, "Nathaniel, let's talk this through, alright? Calm down."

"Calm down? Hurry up and send me a car or a plane. I want to go home!"

Nathaniel sounded as if he really wanted to leave.

At this time, Prestin could not afford to provoke him, and instead of letting him go crazy here, it was better to let them leave. Besides, Lebanon was dead now. Since the person who could compete against him was gone, he had many things to do.

"Okay, okay. I'll send you home. Calm down."

Then, Prestin turned to a guard and said, "What are you waiting for? Bring me my private jet."

The guard quickly did as he was told.

Soon, Nathaniel woke Mango up.

Mango was still in grief, and when she saw Nathaniel, she was still repulsive of him, but was stunned when she saw the bombs on his body. Digesting the current situation, she suppressed

her sadness and stood beside Nathaniel coldly.

Prestin was quick, and the private jet was soon in place. There was a runway behind Prestin's mansion, which was also the reason why Nathaniel chose this place.

"Nathaniel, I'll assign a pilot for you."

"No, I'll fly the plane myself."

Nathaniel said in a low voice as he put down the ladder.

The plane was not far from the ground when Nathaniel said to Mango, "Climb down."

Mango glanced at Nathaniel, and right now, he was unfamiliar to her, and he was standing tall. She knew that he had his own principles when dealing with things, and although she had many questions regarding Lebanon, she knew that it wasn't the time to ask.

In the end, she said nothing and opened the cabin door while enduring her sadness.

The wind hit her abruptly, almost causing her to lose her balance. However, Mango knew that she couldn't afford to waste any more time, so she quickly steadied herself and climbed down.

Tristan was there to hold her when she descended.

"Are you alright?"

Mango shook her head.

Other than Nathaniel, Tristan, and Lebanon, who was lying on the stretcher, the rest of the people all looked very unfamiliar. However, they made Mango feel at ease because they were all wearing military uniforms that she was familiar with.

For the first time, she understood what it felt like to see the soldiers of her country in a foreign country. Even if they didn't know each other, the sense of familiarity and trust arose spontaneously.

This might be a natural respect and trust for soldiers.

After Mango was on the ground, a pilot saluted to Tristan and went up the ladder.

It didn't take long for Nathaniel to be replaced and climb down.

When he saw Lebanon, Nathaniel quickly asked, "How is he?"

"He lost too much blood. Now I need to go with him and perform surgery on the plane. I'll leave everything here to you."

Tristan's words surprised Mango.

Wasn't Lebanon already dead?

"Lebanon, he..."

"Don't worry, he's still alive."

Tristan knew how dangerous it was to have surgery on a plane, but now, he had no choice.

"Be careful. After the surgery, settle him down and try to come back as soon as possible. Although Teagan is taking your place, Laborn is probably causing a mess as we speak and will definitely look for you."

Nathaniel patted Tristan on the shoulder.

Tristan nodded.

"I know. Help me take care of Priscilla. She is not safe right now."

"Alright."

The two men saluted each other and then quickly turned away.

Mango watched as Tristan carried Lebanon on his back while he climbed the ladder. Then, the plane took off and disappeared from her sight as her heart tightened once again.

"Let's go. We still have many things to do."

Nathaniel grabbed Mango's hand and was about to leave, but Mango dodged his grasp.

"Don't you have something you should tell me?"