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.

his men were mostly down, clearly outmatched by

“You’d have to be a fool to think I’d let you harm her. None of you are leaving this place alive if you dare lay a finger

Mr. Ferguson, your stance, it doesn’t seem

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 the gun trembled.

myself, tears uncontrollably streaming down

could easily end a life. At that moment, even the bravest soul would show his

man questioned, giving Lloyd, already battered and bruised,

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

of the momentary distraction, quickly grabbed the gun from the man’s hand, and yanked me into his

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