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.

course! And dont

be here in three

So, Ms.

savor these last moments

that, itll be

hung in the air, but Allison remained

the room, her mind working swiftly,

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

there, she continued, a mocking

ugly to let anyone see? She smiled then,

untamed beauty flickered across

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

hide your organizations markings? She recalled the tattoo on

you still

made countless enemies, but the Burned Islands Mafia stood

of the vengeance she had sought years ago against

Ha, Ms.

A chilling

Rugals eyes widened.

neck, realizing his identity had been

didnt mean to… This woman, shes

life, revealing

Ms.

he drawled, his voice

We meet again.

gaze didnt waver as she locked

jagged scar running

few organizations she had grudges with,

Navarro the second-in-command of the

Infamous.

Ruthless.

responsible for her masters

tightened

expected survivors from that

here he

rasp,

sure you wish for death,

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

face were a constant reminder of the suffering hed endured because of