Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 74

Elon scoffed, beating his chest in bravado, “Just a mere protege of Rin Sakuragawa? It won’t take more than three swings for me to wipe her off the map!”

He was a former national combat sports champion, hence his high–dollar hire as a bodyguard for the Grammer family,

Having heard his reassurances, Sarah let out a small sigh of relief.

Raising her binoculars, she continued to survey the situation inside the cabin.

A few brutes on the ground writhed in pain, once again subdued by Sylvía.

Another kidnapper tried a sneak attack with a knife, only to have Sylvía nimbly grab his wrist and send him crashing to the floor with a well–executed shoulder throw.

She twisted his hands behind his back and swiftly kicked his knees out from under him.

“Planning a sneak attack? You wouldn’t stand a chance even with a few more years of practice.”

She tightened her grip on his hands, causing the kidnapper to wince in pain and beg for mercy.

From a distance, Sarah watched in bitter frustration, grinding her teeth, “These goons are no match for her! Elon, you’re up! If you can’t deal with her today, you’re fired!”

“Right away, Miss. Grammer.”

Rolling up his sleeves, Elon was about to barrel into the wooden cabin when his phone buzzed.

He quickly glanced at the screen, his face palpable as he anxiously said, “Miss. Grammer, our informant says there are two groups at the foot of the mountain, believed to be Mr. Smith of the Angle Group and Mr. Fallen of the Fallen Group. We need to leave!”

“No way! If we leave now, this whole trip would be for nothing! I need to see that bitch grovel at my feet!” Sarah defiantly retorted.

Elon, desperate to whisk her away but restrained by his role, continued his appeal, “Please consider, in Frant City, those two are not to be trifled with! If they stumble upon us here, we wouldn’t be able to talk our–way out of it even with ten tongues! Miss. Grammer, if we don’t scram now, we won’t get another

chance!”

Every memory of Patric’s tender treatment towards Sylvia stoked her fury, fueling her desire to tear Sylvia limb from limb.

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But the circumstances forced her to hold back, and with a final resentful glare at the wooden cabin, Sarah reluctantly retreated down another trail

the wooden

five kidnappers, deliberately allowing them

attack

writhed on

leaned against the

her, or I promise you, you’ll be in a world of hurt, a hundredfold worse than you are now. You’d best give it

them free, it was curtains for him. Might as

gaze with her piercing stare, picked up the fallen knife

high time you think this through! She’s my hostage, would you believe I could

first?”

million times more,” threatened Sylvia, ice in

her formidable skills and didn’t dare to act recklessly. Cowering, he pulled back

get–out–of–jail–free card. Releasing his grip now would be akin to throwing in the towel, forfeiting his last shot

yet her brows remained furrowed,

about the kidnapper overacting and hurting Abigail, so she

keep a poker face as they stood at

the stalemate persisted, a flurry of chatter echoed from outside the door,

brows, shot the kidnapper a chilling

commotion.

source of the sound and spotted two familiar faces out of

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questioned Patric, coldly eyeing Edgar with obvious annoyance.

and retorted curtly, “Do I need to keep Mr. Smith in the loop about my whereabouts? Or does Mr. Smith have a strange fetish for tracking

explode any second, Sylvia, with an expression of helplessness, stepped

are you guys

told me that you were going

like they stood a chance,” Sylvia remarked with a nonchalant

aware of her formidable skills, Edgar felt

One against five.

feat every woman

about her identity piqued even

by the welfare institution. There must have been some twists and turns in her past. Each time he

in his dark, deep–set eyes grew a

contrast, Patric was as cool as a cucumber, seemingly unfazed, as if he’d seen it