“Okay. You’ve brought this upon yourself,” Sylas said coldly.

She wasn’t going to hold back anymore.

Despite the small space they were in, Sylas suddenly raised her slender right leg swiftly.

At a speed like lightning and with the force of thunder, she aimed at Levi’s face.

Everything Sylas had trained for in the army was to kill.

If she acted, then it was to kill.

With this one kick, Levi would probably suffer at least a broken nose, if not a completely ruined face.

He’d definitely have to lie in the hospital for a couple months.

“You’re asking for it!” Levi roared.

He was angry too.

Right as the kick was about to land, Zoey’s voice suddenly cried out, “No!”

Zoey had opened the door.

Sylas’ foot stopped in midair, barely a centimeter away from the tip of Levi’s nose.

Levi looked unruffled.

“Sylas, he’s my husband! I forbid you from hurting him!”

trembling

her expression icy. “I’ll forgive you just this once. If this happens again,

“Zoey! You

was really about to fight

in

“You…” Sylas was furious.

the one in danger just now!

I hate you!

Black family hated him and wanted to keep him away

If you do,

Levi to leave, indicating that she’d take care

Levi left, Sylas finally calmed down. She

know about Chief

he have the guts to call Chief Williamson a ‘little

he was doing it

was simply doing it

he be someone

That’s impossible!

call Chief Williamson a ‘little punk’ be working

guard,

That was truly impossible!

was probably just

hard for someone like that

I won’t forget you. One day,

as they come, and she really

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