Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine
Chapter 96

Chapter 96: Allison was driving through a busy area of ​​the city when she noticed two black cars following her from afar.

They kept a constant distance: never too close, but never too far.

Time after time, they nearly cornered her.

Trying to drive me into a dead end, Allison sneered, her voice heavy with disdain.

Undeterred, she swerved and swerved off the overpass toward an older part of the city.

, leading them to a narrow alley, a true dead end.

He couldn't help but smile slightly.

A perfect dead end.

Just the way she liked it.

After checking that no one was watching, Allison calmly got out of the car.

The two black vehicles screeched to a stop and several tattooed thugs with thick gold chains got out, led by a striking man.

blonde hair.

The leader looked at her condescendingly.

Honey, we both know why we're here.

Give it to me that medicine or we will take it from you by force, he threatened in a mocking tone.

Those men were not professionals, just local thugs.

Allison casually flexed her wrist.

Losers! You can all attack me together.

His expression was still icy.

The blonde's skin crawled with rage.

You're asking for it, witch! But one of his men tugged at his sleeve.

The big boss said no violence unless it was necessary.

The blonde scoffed and waved his hand at him.

I don't care what others say! Guys, take it! Bag it up, grab the meds and let's get going.

He headed towards Allison's car and his eyes shone when he saw her bag in the passenger seat.

Even though they had been warned not to use force, a pretty girl like her.

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Ah- Before Before he could finish his thought, a bloodcurdling scream broke the air.

It was not the scream of a woman, but that of one of his men, who was clutching his abdomen and writhing on the ground as blood poured from his throat.

lips.

In the blink of an eye, Allison grabbed the blonde's hand.

There are lines that should not be crossed, and you will pay for this mistake.

Before he could process her words, a loud crack echoed through his bones.

His shoulder was effortlessly dislocated by the woman in front of him.

Allison squeezed his neck with one hand and kneed him in the leg.

The blonde had no chance to fight back, collapsing to the ground, writhing helplessly.

Damn.

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Why are you just standing there? Take her! He shouted in agony, crawling backwards as his men hesitated, fear etched on his face.

Boss.

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This one.

woman.

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She's trained.

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, one of them whispered, his voice shaking.

In the narrow alley, Allison advanced towards them with the cold precision of a grim reaper, and each step forced the trembling thugs to back away.

The blonde shouted in frustration: You're all useless.

She's just a woman! What are you afraid of? We have sticks.

His words snapped the men out of their stupor and they grabbed their sticks, swinging them at Allison's head.

But in an instant, she disappeared from his sight.

A powerful force hit a thug from behind, causing him to fall to the ground.

The others were quickly taken down as well.

Ah, my back! The blonde groaned, his body wracked with pain, as if he were going to break his spine.

Allison crouched next to him, a calm smile on her lips, although her eyes were as cold as ice.

He caressed his face gently.

Colton sent you.

With skills like these, you dare to show your face, he asked in an icy tone.

The blonde gritted his teeth, his mind racing.

No! He hesitated, reluctant to betray his boss, but the sudden flash of a sword piercing the ground between his fingers made him shudder.

It narrowly missed.

I'll ask you one last time, Allison's voice remained firm, who sent you? It was.

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Yes! Yes, it was Mr.

Stevens! she finally confessed.

Allison's expression was still steely.

With the mastermind identified, he felt no need to settle scores today.

Get out and tell Colton not to let his guard down! he ordered.

Yes, yes, we'll leave immediately! The thugs fled as if they had seen a ghost, eager to escape the clutches of such a terrifying woman.

With the urgency of the moment still pressing on her, Allison ignored the terrified thugs and turned toward her car, speeding toward the Lloyd mansion.

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