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 clean in

"Please, don't! My wife's the one

husband," Alex replied, his brow arching as if he'd

Charles's desperation spilled over.

won't hit her, I'll do

darkened, his

her, and it wouldn't count." He raised his hand, poised to deliver a blow,

her! I'll repay her debt ten times over!"

toward Cathy, who was distracted, typing

just as Charles's shadow

snapped, her tone

could react, Charles's fist struck

sprawling backward, blood pouring from

in stunned disbelief,

aback, as Charles delivered the blow without

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

and brought them down on Cathy again, driving

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blows was merciless, each one fueled by something

violent seed, and given the right soil, it

as Charles's face twisted into something cruel, something long

down, he had hated

gave him an excuse to unleash it

as he whispered under his breath "This is

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