Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 503:

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Once Amya was safely on her way, Allison moved with purpose toward a small side room to change, mentally preparing herself for the gamble ahead.

In the dim light of the casino, a woman in a sleek black miniskirt leaned against the table, resting her chin on one hand. Her hair flared in bold red curls, and her lips were painted a deep, striking crimson. She was mesmerizing—like a deadly poppy, beautiful yet perilous.

“Ms. Prescott,” Fay stammered, clutching her injured arm, “that woman, Scarlet Snake… she’s refusing to hand over the apartment.”

She stumbled closer, but before she could reach Amor, a tall, muscular bodyguard stepped forward, blocking her path. Her words trailed off under his steely gaze.

Amor didn’t even glance her way. “Let’s keep the mood, shall we?” she murmured, her voice smooth as silk. “We’ll talk after I finish my game.”

with a buzz cut, downed the drink in one gulp, and then picked up a bowling ball. She tossed it down the lane with practiced ease. The

lit up, trying to flatter her. “Ms. Prescott,

me! Please, someone help!” Fay’s ingratiating smile froze as she turned toward the

the fallen pins, a man’s bloodied face appeared. His body was somehow embedded in the floor, his head sticking out alongside the balls. Blood spattered the

looking up at the red-haired woman. “I swear—I didn’t let him go! That prisoner escaped during

word punctuated with fresh spurts of blood. Fay felt her stomach twist as she realized the man

propped on her hand, and watched

she said, her voice cool and unfeeling. “Yet you let my goods escape. Not to mention you were too weak to protect your territory and let others take it over. You’ve cost me money and

me, otherwise…” She threw

Bang!

as his face split open, blood pooling swiftly across the lane. Amor only chuckled, glancing at the men behind her.

replied, picking up bowling balls and hurling them with