Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 166: Allison sat bound to the chair, her hands tightly secured behind her back.

The dimly lit wooden cabin creaked with the weight of silence, but despite her captivity, she radiated a calmness that unnerved her captors.

The scarred man, Rugal, growing increasingly agitated by her unwavering composure, yanked the blindfold from her eyes.

You better behave yourself! he snarled.

Allison didnt immediately respond.

She kept her eyes closed for a moment, adjusting to the light.

When she finally opened them, she took her time, her gaze calmly assessing the man in front of her.

Youve trained well, she said with deliberate innocence.

And this place is certainly remote.

But Im curious how did you manage to get guns through airport security? Its usually pretty thorough.

Her voice was light, almost playful.

Maybe you could share some tips? Rugal sneered, leaning closer.

We have connections, unlike you.

We dont have to worry about security! Hed been warned not to trust anything that came from Allisons mouth.

She was known for her cunning.

Yet here she was, caught without a fight.

It all went too well, too easy.

The only thing that stood out was her icy composure.

She showed no fear, not from the beginning, nor at any point since.

Allisons face remained placid, the faintest hint of a smile tugging at her lips.

Is your boss the leader of the Burned Islands Mafia? she asked casually.

Her question was met with an impatient grunt.

dont try

be here in

So, Ms.

Id suggest you savor these last moments

itll be hell

the air, but

glanced around the room, her mind working swiftly, cataloging every

been watching the whole time? she said softly, tilting her head toward the small surveillance camera mounted

there, she continued, a mocking lilt

hasnt he shown his face? Or is he too ugly to let anyone see? She smiled then, a slow,

beauty flickered across her face, catching Rugal off

Allison said, her voice

your organizations markings? She

Daniel, why are you still hiding? Her tone shifted, no longer curious but

Burned Islands Mafia

the vengeance

Ha, Ms.

ever! A chilling laugh echoed from

Rugals eyes widened.

his neck, realizing his

monitor, stammering, Boss, we didnt mean to… This woman, shes Shut

life, revealing a

Ms.

drawled, his voice dripping

We meet again.

as she locked eyes with

scar running like a centipede

few organizations she had grudges

the second-in-command of

Infamous.

Ruthless.

man responsible for

knot tightened in

expected survivors from that

here he was,

was a cold rasp, and the

Ill make sure you wish for death,

of yours… how many lashes do you think it would take to break you? Or maybe I should offer you to my most loyal companion? He gestured behind him, where a lion prowled in the shadows, its eyes

constant reminder of the suffering hed endured because