Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 96: Allison was driving through a busy area of ​​the city when she noticed two black cars following her from afar.

They kept a constant distance: never too close, but never too far.

Time after time, they nearly cornered her.

Trying to drive me into a dead end, Allison sneered, her voice heavy with disdain.

Undeterred, she swerved and swerved off the overpass toward an older part of the city.

, leading them to a narrow alley, a true dead end.

He couldn't help but smile slightly.

A perfect dead end.

Just the way she liked it.

After checking that no one was watching, Allison calmly got out of the car.

The two black vehicles screeched to a stop and several tattooed thugs with thick gold chains got out, led by a striking man.

blonde hair.

The leader looked at her condescendingly.

Honey, we both know why we're here.

Give it to me that medicine or we will take it from you by force, he threatened in a mocking tone.

Those men were not professionals, just local thugs.

Allison casually flexed her wrist.

Losers! You can all attack me together.

His expression was still icy.

The blonde's skin crawled with rage.

You're asking for it, witch! But one of his men tugged at his sleeve.

big boss said no violence unless it was

waved his hand at

care what others say! Guys, take it! Bag it up,

headed towards Allison's car and his eyes shone when he saw her bag in the passenger

been warned not to use force, a pretty

.

.

Before Before he could finish his thought, a

the scream of a woman, but that of one of his men, who was clutching his abdomen and writhing on the ground as blood poured

lips.

an eye, Allison grabbed the blonde's

not be crossed, and you will

could process her words, a

by

his neck with one hand and kneed him in

chance to fight

Damn.

.

.

just standing there? Take her! He shouted in agony, crawling backwards as his

Boss.

.

.

This one.

woman.

.

.

She's trained.

.

.

them whispered, his voice

alley, Allison advanced towards them with the cold precision of a grim reaper, and each step forced the trembling

in frustration:

are you afraid of? We have

men out of their stupor and they grabbed their sticks, swinging

she disappeared from his

from behind, causing him