Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

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Sylvie gritted testet refusing to slow down, but accelerated and seemed to want to die with them.

The two lack cars in front were taken aback as she charged forward unblinkingly, sending shivers down

Mup spines

de the heart stopping final two seconds before impact, both black cars synchronized, retreating half a

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The petite Santana just squeezed through the gap.

Badore she could catch her breath, the two black cars were tailing her like hounds on a scent.

Sylvie wanted to get rid of them, but the acceleration of her little Santana just couldn’t shake the salgating black cars,

She but her lip, a cool resolve settling in her heart.

Via the rearview mirror, Sylvia took a quick count of the occupants of the black cars.

dududing the driver, each car carried five people.

in total, ten men, each one seeming a hulking brute.

If it came down to a war of attrition, Sylvia’d be toast, but if she could outsmart them, she might have a fighting chance of around sixty to seventy percent.

in for a penny, in for a pound, Sylvia thought. Today’s just been one of those days, might as well have a

289.

Bring it on!

Having made up her mind, Sylvia parked her car with steely resolve on the outskirts of an abandoned

building

The two black cars stopped right after, disgorging ten burly men in unison.

They held crude clubs in their hands, looking fierce.

Sylvia leaned against her car, hands in her pockets, nonchalantly taking in the scene.

When the gangsters caught sight of her sizzling figure beneath the skin–tight white dress, their eyes nearly popped out.

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Today’s job was going to be a real windfall!

coolly eyed each of them, her red lips parting to ask, “So, who sent you

eyes full of lecherous intent, retorted, “Don’t blame us,

name, Sylvia didn’t

glint of cold determination in her

in the air, the ten gangsters raised their clubs and charged.

Beep beep beep!

car horn blared

Lamborghini Hurricane suddenly spun

driver had

his wages docked

stone–faced, then dismounted from the

gust, his aura was so potent that it seemed he had a crew of

were

as obsidian, brimmed with deadly intent. Edgar ignored Sylvia, booting

grabbed their

Edgar.

eased her high heels

to let someone else

was a force to be reckoned with, fierce and swift. Within minutes, he had taken down nine gangsters, leaving only the head on the

his knuckles, which echoed ominously, Edgar’s eyes seemed as deep as

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knees buckled, and he fell to the ground

immediately, and I’ll never bother the

further, Sylvia stepped forward, her high heels clicking against the ground. With one hand,

We’re just hired gangsters, taking whatever work comes our way, as long as the price is right. I swear I have no

to talk, huh?”

her free hand, Sylvia slapped him across the

Edgar’s icy stare from

I really don’t know. The guy was generous with his money, asked us to rough you up, then

sent him sprawling into a

a sickening crunch, he spat out a mouthful of

darkened, and she whipped around to confront Edgar, “Why didn’t you let

finish?”

“Could you really stomach hearing more? The depravity of these scums is off the charts! Were you really considering letting him off the hook?”

on with himself. When he discovered what those people planned to do to Sylvia,

his ex–wife and it wasn’t up to others to lay a hand on her.

she to question him? Didn’t that person deserve to die?

righteousness was nothing short

a disgruntled look. “You knocked him out cold with one hit, the guy didn’t feel a thing. He should’ve been conscious, squirming in pain. Living a life worse than death is the ultimate

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was left

He had misjudged.

he took for naive righteousness was nothing but her holding a

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