Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 214: Devins eyes were bloodshot, veins protruding in thin red lines.

Yet his voice remained eerily calmtoo controlled for someone teetering on the edge.

Dont worry, Miss Johnson.

All I want is a hundred thousand in cash.

Im sure thats not a problem for someone like you.

Of course, what he really desired was a face-to-face meeting.

Meet me at the third alley off 1st Avenue.

Youve got three hours.

If you dont show up with the money, dont blame me for sending the recordings to Allison and the others.

Melanys face twisted in fury, her knuckles whitening as she gripped her phone.

Are you out of your mind? A hundred thousand in cash? How can you But before she could finish her sentence, the line went dead.

With a hiss of frustration, Melany threw the phone down and began pacing.

I shouldve known better than to get involved with that madman! she muttered angrily.

But this wasnt the time for regrets.

She had to get those recordings back.

If they ended up in Allisons or, worse, Kellans hands… no, she couldnt risk it.

If Colton or Lindy found out about her shady dealings with Devin, shed be out of the Stevens family without a second thought.

Determined, Melany quickly moved to gather the cash.

After packing the money into a heavy suitcase, she donned dark sunglasses and a hat, and headed to the alleyone devoid of security cameraswhere she was to meet Devin.

When she spotted the short, stocky figure of the man, her face twisted with disgust.

money, she snapped, shoving

Give me the recordings.

out

Her jaw tightened.

Pathetic loser.

Greedy leech.

giving you this hundred thousand, and were

to blackmail me again, or youll

as he took slow, deliberate

shadow loomed

take the money and disappear? His voice was low, almost a

Easy enough.

you the

agreeable, but his mind was

bastards really thought

try to buy him off now, but the second his back was turned, theyd come

the mess at

time, Melany wouldnt get a chance

just a few feet

his hand shot out, a cloth soaked

people like you think you are, right? he murmured, his voice low and guttural as Melanys eyes widened with

handle

hadnt anticipated

her limbs as she struggled for breath, her fingers desperately

She couldnt scream.

She couldnt fight.

vision blurred, then

consciousness slipped away, one thought echoed in

finally regained consciousness, the world around her was

space of an abandoned factory loomed ominously,

Panic surged within her.

to play

I didnt have a choice! Were in this together, remember? Ive kept every promise I made to you, she pleaded, her voice

Its Allisons fault.