Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 206: You! Devins grin froze, his expression hardening as a surge of rage flared in his chest.

Allison lifted a hand to her head, drawing a shaky breath.

Her voice, thin and wavering, barely carried across the small room.

Stop the theatrics.

Just hand over the photo.

Suddenly, her posture faltered, and she swayed slightly, as if struggling to keep her balance.

Give me the photo, and the moneys yours, she murmured, her tone weak.

With slow, deliberate motion, she cracked open her suitcase, revealing stacks of cash meticulously arranged inside.

Devins eyes locked onto the money, the greed unmistakable in his gaze.

He didnt even try to hide it.

He glanced at Allisons fragile stance, a sly smile spreading across his face as he realized the drug was working.

Alright, Ill give it to you, he chuckled darkly, inching closer.

His hand reached out, fingers grazing her arm as he leaned in.

This café belonged to a friend of his, and Devin knew the private room had hidden cameras.

If he played his cards right, hed walk away with more than just the cash.

Hed have leverage footage that would give him complete control over Allison.

With a smirk, he pulled out the photograph and waved it mockingly.

Relax, Allison.

Youre not looking too well.

for a while? We can get comfortable, and then maybe Ill hand it

chest, but then a flash

could even register what happened, a sharp pain

severed on the floor, blood spurting

moment for the reality to sink in,

the gleaming knife between her fingers with the same calm composure as if

trembling grasp, ensuring no blood would

bitch! Devin stammered, his voice a

uninjured hand, but his strength was already

as she

down to retrieve his

humiliated, he could only curse through

never took the

playing me the

her trap, but how had she swapped the coffee? Allisons gaze bored into

I warned you.

and it wont end

closed the suitcase with

might not just be a finger

steady, almost too calm, sending a

it in her

shed killed before, and shed do

stood frozen in place,

and strode out of the room, photo

at the bloody finger on

pain surged

teeth, he snatched up the severed digit, wincing

unsteady hand, he dialed a number on his

damn money, he growled as soon as Melany

the other end was

useless man kept bothering her for money when the

my ass! he shouted, tears of pain and frustration mixing with his

Allison cut off my finger! Do you hear me? Im sitting here bleeding,