The Wrong Woman

“Thanks for dropping me off.” As soon as the car rolled to a stop, Suzanne said her thanks and got out quickly with her purchases. She slammed the car door behind her and strode over to a shabby house.

There were two ruffians smoking in front of the house.

Nathan could tell at a glance that Suzanne’s destination wasn’t typical. The ruffians outside were clearly standing guard.

He told the driver to call for backup before getting out of the car and following Suzanne.

The two ruffians seemed to know Suzanne. They let her in easily but stopped Nathan when he tried to follow.

Nathan pointed at the door. “That woman you just let in is my wife. Let me in with her.”

One of the ruffians smirked. “Samuel’s sister is your wife? You’d have better luck telling me I’m your fucking father, mate.”

Nathan had no desire to keep the conversation civil; he knew that people like these only answered to violence.

Eyes darkening, he clenched his fists and struck quickly.

His powerful blow struck the ruffian in the back of his head. He knocked him out instantly.

The other ruffian panicked. He tried to reach for the knife behind him, but before he could draw his weapon, Nathan punched him. He collapsed to the ground and writhed in pain.

Nathan fished out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hands as he walked through

the door.

He walked through a long corridor and emerged into a dim casino. The place was crowded with all manner of people.

A commotion in the corner drew his attention.

He pushed through the crowd and was shocked by what he saw.

The sack that Suzanne had bought was covering a man’s head; Suzanne herself was hitting him with the baseball bat with all her strength.

The man was screaming in pain on the ground while trying to get the sack off his head.

Suzanne’s teeth were tightly clenched as she beat him mercilessly. She seemed like she had every intention to cripple him.

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“Shit, Samuel’s sister is intense.”

“If your brother had sold you to the frontiers and you lived to come back, you’d probably do the same. In fact, I’d have just stabbed him!”

“Good job!”

The manager of the casino was the only one concerned about the situation. “Hey, Samuel’s sister, he still owes me a lot of money, you know. Are you going to pay back his debts if you kill him?”

Suzanne ignored him and continued beating Samuel,

She only stopped when her arms got tired. Drenched in sweat, she stopped for a rest.

When the beating stopped, Samuel pulled off the sack and roared, “Who the fuck-”

When he saw Suzanne and her furious expression, his words died in his throat.

How did she escape from that place?

“Su… Suzanne? You’re home?” he spluttered. He heaved himself up despite the pain.

Suzanne took a few deep breaths and gritted out, “Don’t say my name. You have no right to call me by my name any longer. Yes, I’m alive, no thanks to you. From now on, you’re no longer my brother, you’re my enemy. You’d better hope you get the chance to kill me before I kill you because I’m not going to let you off easily.”

Samuel took several limping steps back. He was terrified, but he tried for a smile. “Suzanne, there’s really no need for death threats. We’re siblings, aren’t we?”

Suzanne had gotten enough rest. She raised her bat again and pointed it at Samuel. “I swear

father’s grave, I’m going to maim you today.”

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Samuel panicked. “Your father is my father too!” he yelled before bolting into the crowd while dragging his wounded legs behind him.

Suzanne heaved the bat and made to go after him, but before she could take a step, she saw Nathan. She was startled and froze.

Nathan’s elegant composure stuck out like a sore thumb in this place.

Suzanne suddenly felt nervous.

When did he come in?

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