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.

crack echoed in the room as the table split clean in

wife's the one who hit her! Don't hurt an

brow arching as if

Charles's desperation spilled over.

her, I'll do it for you!" His words tumbled out like

darkened,

go easy on her, and it wouldn't count." He raised his hand, poised to deliver a blow, but Charles, wild with fear,

swear I'll hit her! I'll repay her debt ten times over!" Charles

Cathy, who was

as Charles's

snapped, her

react, Charles's fist struck her square

impact sent her sprawling backward, blood pouring

stunned disbelief, her phone clattering

aback, as Charles delivered the blow

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

brought them down on

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merciless, each

violent seed, and given the right soil, it will

as Charles's face

had hated

an

whispered under his breath "This is for

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