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.

And dont

will be here in three

So, Ms.

you savor these last moments

itll be hell

hung in the air, but Allison

room, her mind working swiftly,

hasnt your boss been watching the whole time? she said softly, tilting her head toward the small

continued,

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

a moment, a fierce, untamed beauty flickered across her face, catching Rugal off

must be talking about Daniel Navarro, Allison said, her voice dropping to

a mission, you should hide your organizations markings?

all these years, Daniel, why are you still hiding? Her tone shifted, no longer

but the Burned Islands Mafia

tattoo reminded her of the vengeance she had sought years ago

Ha, Ms.

as ever! A

Rugals eyes widened.

realizing his

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

to life, revealing

Ms.

his voice dripping with

We meet again.

she locked eyes with

scar running like

were only a few organizations she had grudges with, and

Navarro the second-in-command of the

Infamous.

Ruthless.

man responsible

knot tightened in Allisons

expected survivors from

he

a cold rasp, and the threat was

time, Ill make sure you wish for

yours… how many lashes do you think it would take to break you? Or maybe I should

his face were a constant reminder of the suffering