Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 172

“Seriously?” Allen was skeptical.

I was fuming “Yes, seriously! Hurry up!”

Thrilled to bits, Allen scrambled to untie the ropes binding me.”

But as I was about to enjoy my freedom, someone abruptly grabbed my arm from behind. Before I could even resist, I felt the cold metal against my temple. Having watched my fair share of crime dramas and war movies, I knew it was the barrel of a gun. My body tensed up, and I dared not move, letting the man pull me to my feet.

“Mr. Ferguson, stop it, or there’ll be trouble with Mrs. Ferguson.” The moment the person behind me spoke, I recognized the raspy voice.

were mostly down, clearly outmatched by

I’d let you harm her. None of you are leaving

raspy–voiced man faltered, trying to sound tough, “But, Mr. Ferguson, your stance, it doesn’t seem like you’re

the ropes. Otherwise, you lot will start thinking you run the place.” With a calm and cold demeanor, Bryant straightened his disheveled shirt and walked over. He had a sense of control and

man holding

but tremble myself, tears uncontrollably

like any other weapon. A slip of the hand could easily end a life. At that moment, even the bravest soul would show his fear. Bryant stopped several feet away from us, extending his

man questioned, giving Lloyd, already battered and

Lloyd’s reinforcements, which gave him confidence. “Mr.

could finish, Bryant took advantage of the momentary distraction, quickly grabbed the gun from the man’s hand, and yanked me into

the gun away, and Lloyd caught it, firing a shot behind me! But the pain