Chapter 90

Cathy Black laughed as she fired all of her shot, yet only to freeze in disbelief.

Alex stood before her, unscathed-no bullet hole, not even scratch.

"Impossible," she gasped, her eyes widening.

She glanced at her gun, empty now, as the hollow click confirmed her worst fear.

Alex's lips curled into a cold smile. "You're truly lucky, I don't hit women."

He turned away, striding toward Charles, who was trembling near the wooden table.

"But you," Alex continued, grabbing Charles by the shoulder, lits grip firm as iron,

"you hit my wife. Seems like you're good at hitting women."

"No! No, I'm not!" Charles stammered, his body quaking like a leaf.

Alex's voice dropped, a venomous edge creeping into his tone.

"Your wife hit my wife. Don't you think it's only fair you take the hit as payment?"

Without waiting for an answer, Alex slammed his fist into the sturdy wooden table beside him.

echoed in the room as the table

pale. "Please, don't! My wife's the one who hit her!

brow arching as if he'd heard something utterly

Charles's desperation spilled over.

should pay for it herself! If you won't hit her, I'll do it

expression darkened, his

You'd go easy on her, and it wouldn't count." He raised his hand, poised

her! I'll repay her debt ten

steps were frantic as he rushed toward Cathy, who

up just as

snapped, her tone

react, Charles's fist struck her

sprawling backward, blood pouring from her

stunned disbelief,

taken aback, as Charles delivered the blow

but resolute. "I have to do this, or this gentleman wil kill

fists high and brought them down

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each

and given the right soil, it will

cries echoed through the room as Charles's face twisted into something cruel,

down, he had hated

him an excuse to

whispered under his breath "This

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