The Enigmatic Return (Nancy’s And Roxanne )

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.”

returned to her original position, dart in hand. After a few practice swings, she threw it out confidently.

She missed.

up her cheeks, and instantly became unhappy

to practice more and make it muscle memory.

calmed her emotions, didn’t get discouraged, and continued

the evening, after finishing her training, her wrist and arm felt as if they were

leaned back in her seat, utterly exhausted, sighing deeply. “Zephyr, I think I can finally understand the pain you fighting artists go through. When you first started practicing, it must have been even more torturous

Zephyr felt a rare urge to laugh. Just as he was about to say

rearview mirror, his cold eyes

off the car trailing behind him. “Ms.

was momentarily stunned, immediately feeling her back pressed tightly against the seat. She

two cars picked up

being followed?” she asked, a knot forming in her

planning to sharply turn the steering wheel

fries were not just tailing from behind but also prepared to block the

a vehicle burst out from a side alley, blocking the road ahead.

fiercely, and the tires screeched loudly against

ached from what she heard. Her body jolted forward abruptly, her forehead crashing into the back of

“Ms. Garcia, please stay in the car. No matter what happens, do not get

he promptly unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door, and stepped out with a long stride

heart leaped into her throat,

from behind sandwiched their car in

vehicle, each one stretching their wrists and

feel the murderous intent even while sitting in the car. She quickly composed herself and dialed Shane’s number,

engaged in a