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 three

So, Ms.

savor these last moments

be hell for

threat hung in the air, but Allison remained

room, her mind working swiftly,

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

continued, a mocking lilt

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

moment, a fierce, untamed beauty flickered across her

about Daniel Navarro, Allison said, her voice

youre on a mission, you should hide your organizations markings? She recalled the tattoo on Damons neck,

all these years, Daniel, why are you still hiding? Her tone shifted,

the Burned Islands

the vengeance she had sought years ago against

Ha, Ms.

ever! A chilling laugh

Rugals eyes widened.

his neck, realizing his identity had been

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

screen flickered to life,

Ms.

his voice dripping with

We meet again.

as she locked

jagged scar running like a

she had grudges with, and narrowing it down led her to

the second-in-command of the

Infamous.

Ruthless.

the man responsible for her

tightened

expected survivors from

here he

was a cold rasp, and

time, Ill make sure you wish for death,

maybe I should offer you to my

reminder of the suffering