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.

table split

wife's the one who hit

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

Charles's desperation spilled over.

If you won't hit her, I'll do it for you!" His

expression darkened, his fist

no. You'd go easy on her, and it wouldn't count." He raised his hand, poised to deliver a blow, but Charles, wild with fear,

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

steps were frantic as he rushed toward Cathy, who was

up just as Charles's

she snapped, her

Charles's fist struck her square in

sprawling backward, blood pouring from her

disbelief, her phone clattering to

aback, as Charles delivered the blow without

sorry, my dear wife," Charles said, his voice trembling but resolute.

brought them down on Cathy again, driving her to

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each one fueled by something far

seed, and given the

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

had

Alex's presence gave him an excuse to unleash

he whispered under his breath "This

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