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

the five kidnappers, deliberately

attack

two rounds, the brutes writhed on the ground, wailing in

against the doorway, coolly watching the spectacle

I promise you, you’ll be in a world of hurt, a hundredfold worse than you are now. You’d best give it a good hard think,” the leader of the kidnappers wheezed out

curtains for him. Might as

his gaze with her piercing stare, picked up the fallen knife and pressed it against the unconscious neck

darling, it’s high time you think this through! She’s my hostage, would

first?”

dare lay a finger on her, I swear I’ll make you suffer a million times more,” threatened Sylvia, ice in her eyes and a fierce, commanding

didn’t dare to act recklessly. Cowering, he pulled back a little,

final get–out–of–jail–free card. Releasing his grip now would be akin

brows remained furrowed, a clear sign of

the kidnapper overacting and hurting Abigail,

kidnapper tried to keep a poker face as they stood at an impasse.

flurry of chatter echoed from outside the door, growing louder as if a heated

her brows, shot the kidnapper a chilling glance, and ventured outside to check

commotion.

dispute approached, she looked towards the source of the sound and spotted two familiar faces out of the blue.

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Lie: My Stepbrother

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Patric,

in the loop

explode any second, Sylvia, with an expression

are you

Susan who told me that you were going out to fight, so I came along. How did it go? Need a

stood a chance,” Sylvia

her formidable skills,

One against five.

feat every woman could pull

and curiosity about her identity piqued even more.

just an average orphan raised by the welfare institution. There must have

inquisitiveness in his dark, deep–set eyes grew

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