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Chapter 499: Just as she finished, the bundle of cash came flying back, slapping her hard across the face.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! The impact was sharp, the bills edges leaving thin red lines on her skin.

Stunned and humiliated, Fay touched her nose, feeling the warm trickle of blood.

You… you bitch, how dare you hit me! Allisons response was a cold smile.

I dont know any Amor, but I do know the rules of Muisvedo.

And you dont seem to know them as well as you think.

What do you mean? Fay snapped, clutching her nose.

The fine for breaking a contract is ten times the penalty fee, and violators leave a finger behind.

Allison slipped a sharp, gleaming knife from her waistband, her gaze fixed on Fay.

So, whats it going to be? Leave a finger, or leave Amors? Bitch! Fays bloodied face paled, fury surging.

She grabbed a baseball bat and charged, but Allison didnt flinch.

She waited until Fay was nearly upon her, then sidestepped smoothly.

Thud The bat clattered to the floor.

Before Fay could react, Allison seized her arm, twisting it into an unnatural angle.

Fay let out a strangled scream as she collapsed under the pain, gasping, Ahhh! My arm! Explore gαℓησv????ℓs․com for fresh content Desperately, Fay scrambled up, brandishing a dagger and lunging at Allison with wild determination.

Allisons gaze turned icy.

So youre serious, then.

She flicked her fingers effortlessly, disarming Fay in a single, fluid motion.

Swish The blade pressed firmly against Fays throat, its cold edge a chilling threat.

In that moment, Fay understood the deadly force shed underestimated, and fear seeped into her expression.

But it was too late.

Allisons eyes hardened with a murderous gleam.

Slowly, the edge began sinking into Fays flesh, eliciting a terrified whimper.

She was going to die, she realized.

Please…no, she stammered, her voice barely a whisper.

Don.

Just then, a deep male voice rang out.

Enough.

Allison glanced over her shoulder and saw the king of Muisvedo himself, Andres Yates.

She had dealt with him before, and though he was formidable, she wasnt one to cower.

Andres? she asked, raising an eyebrow.

She says youre the one who ordered my place handed over to Amor.

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