“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 in

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

“Zoey! You

to fight back just

appeared in the nick

“You…” Sylas was furious.

just now! How dare

I hate you!

everyone in the Black family hated him and wanted to keep

Lopez anymore. If you do,

for Levi to leave, indicating that she’d take care

Sylas finally calmed down. She suddenly thought

know

the guts to

seem like he was doing it

it seemed like he was simply doing

he be someone

That’s impossible!

with the power to call Chief Williamson a ‘little punk’ be working in a plain old

a guard, no

That was truly impossible!

just some military

someone like that

One day, I’ll

as they come, and she

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