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.

the room as the table split

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

her husband," Alex replied, his 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

darkened, his fist

no. You'd go easy on her, and it wouldn't count." He raised his hand, poised

I'll hit her! I'll repay her debt

steps were frantic as he rushed toward Cathy, who was distracted, typing away on

looked up just as

she snapped, her tone

react, Charles's fist

impact sent her sprawling backward, blood

disbelief, her phone

delivered the blow without hesitation

dear wife," Charles said, his voice trembling but resolute. "I have

them down on

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blows was merciless, each one fueled by something

is a violent seed, and given the right soil, it will always

room as Charles's

down, he had

presence gave him an

tighter as he whispered under his breath

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