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 Bryant and his

you harm her. None of

man faltered, trying to sound tough, “But, Mr. Ferguson, your stance, it

thinking you run the place.” With a calm and cold demeanor, Bryant straightened

he approached step by step, the man holding the gun trembled. “Don’t

but tremble myself, tears uncontrollably streaming down

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,

giving Lloyd, already battered and bruised, a look for

entrance, seemingly Lloyd’s reinforcements, which gave him confidence. “Mr. Ferguson, you’ve harmed so many of our brothers. Simply settling a debt

took advantage of the momentary distraction, quickly grabbed the gun from the

raspy–voiced man somehow managed to throw the gun away, and Lloyd caught it, firing a shot behind me! But the pain I