Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 975:

“If any of you make a move,” she said coldly, “he dies first. Then it’ll be your turn.”

Her icy gaze swept over the group, her voice sharp and unforgiving.

“I’ll ask one last time — where is Amya?”

Not long ago, Allison had taken a few lives, and the lingering edge of that moment clung to her. Beside her, Kellan, too, radiated an overwhelming air of menace that made the men hesitate.

Side by side, they stood like embodiments of light and shadow, their presence chilling and commanding.

“Don’t… don’t shoot!” the man with butterfly tattoos stammered, his whole body shaking with fear.

Men like him were used to simple tasks—running errands, guarding doors, nothing more. He had never imagined facing people as ruthless as Allison and Kellan.

he blurted out.

two had spilled blood before. The faint, lingering scent of death around them made it clear. He believed that, to them,

Allison pressed, her tone sharp and

replied, his voice cracking. “I’m just a delivery guy… that’s all

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you treat other people’s lives like they’re worthless, aren’t you worried you’ll meet your end in international waters someday?”

an answer, she kicked him hard, sending him

a groan of pain, his face twisted in agony. The others stood frozen, too scared to make

steady, ready to end them with a single pull of the

stepped aside and

near the deserted island,” he said calmly. “Bring a

swift reply on the other

Kellan ended the call, a group of men dressed in black arrived. They moved with precision, quickly restraining the man with butterfly tattoos and his

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