When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 60 The Ambush in the Black Market

Chapter 60 The Ambush in the Black Market

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Security in the black market was strict. Every person who entered had to be searched for weapons or anything dangerous-the place’s safety was too sensitive.

After Jensen and Hansel were checked, Hansel pointed down a narrow street. “Mr. Luke, they say Miss Natalie’s ashes were seen inside a shop at the far end of this street.”

“Go! Take me there!”

The moment Jensen heard a lead on Natalie’s ashes, he strode off quickly toward the street.

But he hadn’t gone far when a burlap sack dropped from above, yanking tight around him.

Before he could react, a storm of fists and boots rained down, pounding him from every direction.

“Ah! Who-who’s hitting me?”

Jensen fought to break free, but every move only made the blows harsher.

At some point, the whole street had been cleared. Hansel was seized too, gagged and blindfolded, dragged away by force.

Baron’s eyes glinted coldly in the shadows.

He’d grown up in the slums, thrown into the streets while still a boy. By the time he was a teenager, he was running with gangs. He knew exactly where to hit a man so the pain cut deep without leaving permanent damage.

Truthfully, his first instinct was to end Jensen here and now with a single strike.

man who broke Natalie’s heart, who left her for dead in the fire. Even killing him ten thousand times would

Sharon had to be dealt with by Natalie herself. Her own revenge, by her own

him from collecting some

Each punch landed heavy, each kick sharp. Jensen cursed through gritted teeth,

his life, Jensen had

and fight me one-on-one!” His voice cracked as he

the sack.

you? You’ve watched too many TV dramas. If I’m here to take you down, why would I let

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someone as poised

recognize the voice. But the use

dare give me your name? Only

ground. You’ve got it all-playing both sides, milking Natalie’s designs for your fortune, while smiling and signing a marriage license with your crush. Sweet as honey. And when Natalie wasn’t useful anymore? You burned her alive, left her with no remains.

mounted

blind Natalie must have been, to ever love this

by how much the stranger seemed to know. “Who are you? What’s your connection to Natalie? Are her ashes with

Natalie’s ashes. And

inside the sack, struggling

a moment, his strength even pressed back against his

narrowed, then he drove a fist into

sounded. Jensen gave a low groan,

covered

gaze dropped

in the light, was a pair of uniquely designed