Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 171: Allison didnt just move she stepped directly onto the corpses wrist.

Werent you just looking for me? she asked, now holding a freshly acquired silver handgun.

With a flick of her foot, she kicked the lifeless body of the red-haired man aside.

Everything had happened in under two minutes.

The man whose neck she had snapped was already sinking into the cold seawater.

Allison raised the gun, her expression unreadable.

Whats the matter? Why are you backing away now? The men were frozen, shocked by what they had just witnessed.

Under the pale moonlight, Allison moved with the deadly precision of a trained assassin.

One of them reached for his gun, trying to be discreet.

But Allisons voice cut through the silence.

Dont do it, she said calmly.

Your hand is wandering where it shouldnt be.

Do you want to be the next to die? Her tone was steady, almost casual, but it sent a cold shiver down his spine.

Nicholas Garza, a man with a face full of freckles, suddenly sneered, his expression twisting into something vicious.

Dont let her fool you! he spat, his eyes gleaming with malice.

That guns only got one bullet left.

His gaze slid over Allisons face, lingering indecently.

You messed with the wrong people, lady.

No matter how good a shot you are, you can only kill one of us.

After that, well make sure you regret it.

this, the others regained their

before

Nicholas is right.

Yeah, shes just a woman!

shes stalling! Allison weighed the gun in

was only

really doesnt suit someone like you, Nicholas said with a chuckle, licking

and

others, I wont be rough with

darker, eyes flashing

resist… well,

gaze crawled over

the numbers,

please their boss, but it might also earn them a hefty

Allisons undeniable beauty was just an added

a moment, Allison appeared

her lip, frustration and regret flickering across her

She sighed, seemingly defeated.

I surrender… you wont kill

Of course.

I keep my word.

barely contain his

such a capable woman, forcing her to

the gun, he ordered, his voice

placing the

were deliberate, her expression one

eyes hungry, as she stood before him and began walking

she moved, revealing a

gaze sharpened, like a predator

pointing the gun at her

smiled softly, a compliant look

My hands

dont you tie me up yourself? You did say you

hesitated, momentarily captivated

thought of her so willingly giving herself up made him

said, stepping