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Chapter 1664
“That damned Damon!” Stanley spat out, “Who is his mother–in–law?”
His men pointed towards the direction of the steel mill entrance. The one inside there.”
Stanley grimaced. Who the hell asked you?‘
The leader of the rival gang had been hit and was clutching his chest. A trail of blood trickled from his mouth.
Stanley, with his eagle–like eyes, scanned the area, then hoisted his rifle, extending his long legs, and walked
straight towards the gate. The tightly shut entrance was locked by a heavy iron chain. Stanley clicked his tongue,
aimed, and fired directly at it.c2
The loud clash of the bullet against the iron gate made Wendy, who was hiding inside, flinch. Her long eyelashes
fluttered in fear.
She was terrified! The windows of the mill did not face the front gate, so she could not see what was happening
outside. She could only listen to the rapid gunfire and moans of pain. She was gripping the armrest of Yasmine’s
wheelchair, pretending to be calm.
Yasmine, clearly noticing the terrified Wendy behind her, smirked. What gave this woman the courage? She had
such a small heart yet decided to kidnap her in such a murky place.
Wendy stared at the mill’s gate, completely panicked. She didn’t know what to do next! She could only pray that the
person who entered would be an ally
However, reality was always cruel.
When Stanley, a man completely unfamiliar to her, appeared in her line of sight, her grip on Yasmine’s wheelchair
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇttightened. Almost reflexively, she pointed a handgun at Yasmine’s head. She stared at Stanley with both caution
and fear. “Who are you?”
“Your daddy!” Stanley sauntered towards her, holding his rifle.
“Don’t come any closer! Or… or I’ll kill her!”
Stanley’s steps paused. His gaze casually shifted to Yasmine.
Yasmine was also looking at him. Without a doubt, they were strangers to each other. But now, Yasmine knew that
this man, Stanley, was not her enemy. In this place, anyone who wasn’t with Wendy was her ally.
The only people who could find her in this place of danger, apart from Damon, would be the man who brought
Chloe.
“Are you Chloe’s mother?”
Before Yasmine could answer, he interrupted, “Never mind! She does look like you.”
Wendy was completely ignored at this point and was utterly clueless. She felt both fear and anger. How invisible
was she? She had pointed a gun at the hostage and was still being completely overlooked.
“Who are you? Are you the lapdog sent by that bitch? You’re so obedient. You even came to a place like this for
her!”
Stanley lifted his eyes to Wendy, narrowing them into a dangerous line. “Stupid bitch.”
Wendy’s face stiffened.
Stupid… For the first time in her life, she was being directly insulted with such vulgar language, especially by a man.
The humiliation was indescribable.
“Listen to your daddy and hand over the lady. Or don’t blame me for blowing your brains out!”
Wendy opened her mouth. The hand holding the gun started to tremble violently, and her eyes were rapidly
reddening. She was born into a wealthy family, and even though she was still being ruthlessly insulted online, she
could turn a blind eye to it, blaming it on people stirring up trouble.
Now, being humiliated by a man to her face, left her speechless.
Wendy was easily reduced to tears by Stanley’s harsh words. Feeling both wronged and humiliated, she was livid.
Her trembling hand tightened around the gun again, pressing it hard against Yasmine’s head. The sheer force made
Yasmine’s head bow down.
“Not listening, are you?” Stanley’s eyes flashed with a dangerous glint.
Wendy had lost all reason. Stanley’s presence here was proof that her men outside had failed. Now, she was left
alone and didn’t know what to do. The only leverage she had was Yasmine.
Ignoring Stanley’s words, she yelled, “Where is that bitch Chloe?! Bring her to me, or I’ll kill her mother. Ahh!!”
“Damn it! You’re threatening me, do you have a death wish?!”
With a loud bang, Wendy’s piercing scream echoed in the empty factory, lingering in the air.
Everything happened in a blink of an eye Stanley was seen holding his rifle with one hand, resting it on his hip. The
muzzle was still emoting wispa of smoke. The gun Wendy had against Yasmine’s head fell to the ground, and her
night arm was shot again
She had been shot in both legs and hands by Damon before God knew what she had been through just to stand
here now
At first, she took painkillers like crazy to ease the pain, but when it proved ineffective, she started using drugs for
rebet
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPeople said she was crazy But the only reason that kept her going was her determination to kill Chloe, the woman
who ranes her life
She had lost everything. Not only did she not get what she wanted, but she also lost everything that was supposed
to be hers
All because of Chice
Her life was a mess Why should Chloe live happily? She wanted to make Chloe suffer even die As long as Chice was
in pain. Wendy’s multiply by hundreds, thousands
wanted to see Chloe watch her kill her mother watch sufter and
Chapter 1664
But there were constant setbacks.
Chloe was taken away by the gang leader here, and now Stanley knocked Wendy to the ground, hooked Yasmine’s
wheelchair with his leg, and brought it
to his side.
Wendy was too engrossed in her pain to care about Yasmine. She could only watch helplessly as Yasmine sat
unscathed next to Stanley. She looked up, noticing the only leverage she had now was gone. Her face was a
tumultuous mix of anger and resistance.
Yasmine glanced at her, her expression unreadably cool. “I told you, you should get a good night’s sleep tonight,”
she said.
Wendy knew exactly what she meant, because Yasmine’s original words were. “You won’t get another chance.”
She shrank back as a fear akin to death was washing over her, chilling her to the bone.