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.

Id suggest you savor these last moments of

be

threat hung in the air, but

glanced around the room, her mind working swiftly, cataloging

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

are right there, she continued, a mocking

is he too ugly to let anyone see? She smiled then, a slow, dangerous curve of her

a moment, a fierce, untamed beauty flickered

Navarro, Allison said, her voice dropping

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

years, Daniel, why are you still hiding? Her

countless enemies, but the Burned Islands Mafia stood out among

of the vengeance

Ha, Ms.

as ever! A chilling laugh echoed from

Rugals eyes widened.

realizing his identity had

the nearest monitor, stammering, Boss, we didnt mean to… This woman, shes Shut up, came the cold,

to life, revealing

Ms.

he drawled, his voice dripping

We meet again.

gaze didnt waver as she locked eyes with the

scar running like a centipede across his

organizations she had grudges with, and

of

Infamous.

Ruthless.

responsible for her

knot tightened in

expected survivors

here he was,

voice was a cold rasp, and

make sure you wish for death,

take to break you? Or maybe I should offer you to my most loyal companion?

reminder of