Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 1025

Magnus was unquestionably a demon.

Every word that escaped his lips struck Ashton to her core, targeting her vulnerabilities.

She had come here with unwavering conviction to fight against evil, yet this man could shake her to her core with just a few words, rocking the foundation of her beliefs.

Thankfully, beneath the velvety night sky, another voice pierced through the chaos. “Ashton, pull yourself together!”

It was Ashton’s other hero, Sage!

He was initially in a close match with Quinn, but Sage swiftly recalibrated his focus upon hearing the thunderous gunshots from Ashton’s direction.

This was a mission to capture criminals, not a martial arts showdown!

When Sage witnessed Magnus gun down his comrades, he wasted no time in drawing his shooting Quinn.

He might not have known what Magnus said to Ashton, but the change in her expression was enough to tell him something was amiss.

Ashton snapped out of Magnus’ bewitchment thanks to Sage’s commanding shout.

I can’t lose myself! I am the righteous police officer, Ashton Summerton! I must apprehend the wrongdoers!” Ashton gritted her teeth and proclaimed, “I will make Maxwell pay for his sins alone. I

her gaze and understood that he couldn’t brainwash her in

Quinn, who was no longer

alone was no match for Snake Master, one of the top three of the Redback Assassins in a one-on-one fight. He seemed

astonished Avery. Indeed, one should never underestimate those hailing from Hero’s

wounded Emmanuel, yet he

once again felt the bitter sting of defeat surging within him. This marked his third failure against

to despair, he felt an exhilarating sense of excitement coursed through his veins.

capable of arousing such exhilaration apart from Maxwell. Emmanuel’s

disappointed in the choice you made. Farewell!” Magnus

no adversary capable of arousing such exhilaration apart from Maxwell. Emmanuel’s presence truly set his

made. Farewell!” Magnus declared, turning

urgent shout jolted Ashton back to reality, but it was too late.

utilizing the cover of night and the lay of the land, executed a successful escape.

it, Magnus, you

We’re not enemies. Don’t seek revenge from me when you’re back on your feet. Every debt has

also vanished into the

breath, watched as Blake’s silhouette blurred into the distance. If Blake hadn’t made his escape, Emmanuel