The Enigmatic Return (Nancy’s And Roxanne )

Chapter 1157

Chapter 1157 In A Deadly Situation

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Deep into the night, Neera reluctantly hung up the phone. The man’s earlier words, domineering yet filled with possessiveness, still echoing in her mind.

Hugging her blanket, she tossed and turned a few times before finally falling asleep with a joyful heart.

The next day, she went to see Finnley as usual.

That day’s task remained the same, and that was throwing darts. The process was as challenging as ever.

However, she had always been one to endure hardship. For the sake of achieving her goals, no amount of toil or fatigue could deter her.

Seeing her determination, Finnley’s fondness for her increased significantly. He even made a special lunch for her

at noon.

Neera found out that his cooking skills were exceptionally good, which was a pleasant surprise. She couldn’t stop praising him while eating.

Her words were as sweet as honey, charming Finnley into a fit of uncontrollable laughter,/”Neera, you seem so composed. Never thought you’d be silver-tongued.”

Neera blinked. “How could you say that? This is called being sweet, Mr. Weaver. I rarely behave like this.”

Finnley laughed heartily, happily eating an extra half bowl of pasta.

In the afternoon, Neera chose to continue practicing. Finally, she hit the bullseye. At first, she circled the target in disbelief several times. Afterward, she was overcome with joy. “I’ve hit it! Mr. Weaver, I’ve hit the target! I finally hit

it!”

Finnley sat in the rocking chair, sipping his coffee and praising her with a hearty laugh. “Oh, Neera! You seem to be quite a fast learner. Keep going.”

hand. After a few practice swings,

She missed.

stomped her foot, puffed up her cheeks, and instantly became unhappy again.

You need to practice more and make it muscle memory. The more you practice, the higher your chances of success. Practice makes perfect, after

emotions, didn’t get discouraged, and continued

wrist and arm felt as if

utterly exhausted, sighing deeply. “Zephyr, I think I can finally understand the pain you fighting artists go through. When you first started practicing,

her in that listless state, Zephyr felt a rare urge to laugh. Just as he was about to

sensed something was amiss. His gaze fell on the rearview mirror, his cold eyes narrowing. It

car trailing behind him. “Ms. Garcia, please

her back pressed tightly against the seat. She quickly regained her senses and

two cars picked up

asked, a knot forming

intently on the road ahead, planning to sharply turn the steering

tailing from behind but also prepared to block the way

reached the intersection yet when suddenly, a vehicle burst out from a side

the brakes fiercely, and the

ached from what she heard. Her body jolted forward abruptly, her forehead

react, she heard Zephyr saying, “Ms. Garcia, please stay in

the car door, and stepped out with a long

her head, only to see his retreating figure. Her heart leaped into her

from the front and trailing from behind sandwiched their

out of the vehicle, each one stretching their wrists and necks, their eyes fierce

the car. She quickly composed herself and

engaged in a tussle with the

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