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Chapter 716: Allison took the phone without a word, her expression unreadable as she glanced at the screen before tucking it away.

Good, she murmured, her tone almost casual.

That clears up all my questions.

She leaned in slightly, her piercing gaze locking onto his.

Her eyes reflected the terror etched across his face like a cruel mirror.

Her voice, soft yet cutting, drifted through the silence.

Before you die, do you have anything youd like to ask me? Yashiros pupils shrank to pinpricks.

You! Only then did it dawn on him Allison had never planned to let him walk away alive.

Realizing that his fate was sealed, he drew upon every ounce of courage and venom, lunging toward the door like a desperate animal.

Someone get in here! Kill this woman! Kill her! He bolted for the exit.

The distance was short, the neon lights just beyond reach, their glow promising salvation.

In his mind, his men would storm in any second and tear Allison apart.

However, it was too late.

A sudden, icy sensation crept across his neck.

Allison moved like a shadow in a thunderstorm silent, swift, and inescapable.

Her hand clamped around his throat with a predators precision.

In your next life, try a little kindness, she murmured, her voice colder than winter steel.

Yashiro couldnt glimpse her face, but her words carried the unmistakable weight of death.

The protest froze on his lips, cut short by the sickening crack of his neck snapping.

His eyes widened in one final moment of disbelief before he crumpled to the floor, lifeless before the last syllable could escape him.

Lᴀt????st chαptєrs in g????lnovels.c????m His dying shout finally reached the ears of those outside.

The gang members rushed to wrench open the warehouse door, just in time to see their boss crumple to the floor.

His body lay facing the door, his head unnaturally twisted toward the woman who stood motionless.

His neck was grotesquely contorted, his death a brutal testament to the cold finality of Allisons wrath.

Mr.

Cullen… Mr.

Cullen! You still havent learned to follow orders, Allison said, her tone calm as she glanced at the men standing in the doorway.

Didnt he tell you to stay out of it, no matter what happened? The thugs stood motionless for a brief moment, then realization struck them.

The woman before them had just killed their boss.

Anger flared in their eyes.

Kill her! Avenge Mr.

Cullen! With those words, they lunged at her.

All right, lets make this interesting.

Without missing a beat, Allison drew her gun.

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