Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 170

Brian stood across the street on the second–floor balcony, his fingers delicately adjusting the grip on his pistol before raising it again. His aim settled on a figure in the crowd below, Kellan. With a light squeeze of the trigger, the bullet whizzed past Kellan’s ear, a near miss that sliced through the air.

Uriah and the other of Kellan’s entourage, who had followed behind Kellan and Natalie not far off, noticed the disturbance and immediately began pushing against the flow of people, trying to get to the source of the threat.

Instinctively, Kellan spun around, shielding Natalie within his arms amidst the chaos. His eyes searched for the direction of the gunshot.

There was Brian, standing on the opposite balcony, a cold, mocking smile on his lips as he looked down upon Kellan with icy disdain. To Brian, Kellan was nothing more than an ant, and he relished the power he held over such insignificant beings.

Brian would make Kellan pay for daring to lay a finger on his woman.

Uriah and the rest quickly drove up, and Kellan, never one to hesitate, urged Natalie toward them, insisting she get in the car first for her safety. The pandemonium Brian had caused had sent people scattering in all directions, and Kellan feared Natalie might get hurt in the fray.

the situation, she looked up to where Brian stood, bathed in backlight, his presence chilling to the bone.

consequences of defiance. Brian raised his gun once more, this time

the third gunshot echoed, Brian swiftly turned and disappeared from the balcony’s

seemed oblivious to the pain. His cold eyes followed Brian’s retreating figure, his

to block the line of sight from Brian’s henchmen on the balcony.

kill Kellan, but if Kellan

passing between them. When Kellan looked back toward

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to look at Kellan

quick patch–up at the hospital, the bleeding

of yourself when you get back, okay? And don’t

remained silent for a while before responding in a low voice,