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

be here in

So, Ms.

you savor

itll be hell for

in the air, but Allison remained

the room, her mind working swiftly, cataloging every

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

cameras are right there, she continued, a mocking lilt in

ugly to let

a fierce, untamed beauty flickered

about Daniel Navarro, Allison said, her voice dropping

mission, you should hide your organizations

are you still hiding? Her tone shifted,

made countless enemies, but the Burned Islands Mafia stood

distinctive tattoo reminded her of the vengeance she had sought years ago against the

Ha, Ms.

ever! A chilling laugh echoed

Rugals eyes widened.

his neck, realizing his identity had

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

screen flickered to life, revealing a

Ms.

he drawled, his voice dripping

We meet again.

didnt waver as she locked eyes with the

scar running like a centipede

grudges with, and narrowing it down led

second-in-command of the Burned Islands

Infamous.

Ruthless.

the man responsible for her masters

tightened in

expected survivors from that

he

was a cold rasp, and the

sure you wish for

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

face were a constant reminder of