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.”

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

She missed.

stomped her foot, puffed up her

it muscle memory. The more you practice, the higher your chances of success. Practice makes perfect, after

that principle. She calmed her emotions,

her training, her wrist and arm

back, she 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 than what I’m experiencing now. I really admire you all. It must take an incredible amount of determination

in that listless state, Zephyr felt a rare urge to laugh. Just as he was about to say something, a sharp glint suddenly caught the corner of

mirror, his cold eyes narrowing. It seems we’ve been

hesitation, he suddenly accelerated, aiming to shake off the car trailing behind him.

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

picked up speed, tailing closely

we being followed?” she asked, a knot forming

focused intently on the road ahead, planning to sharply turn the steering wheel at the next intersection, throwing them off in

just tailing from behind

vehicle burst out from a side alley, blocking the road

on the brakes fiercely, and

what she heard. Her body jolted forward abruptly,

stay in the car.

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

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

that moment, the cars blocking them from the front and trailing from behind sandwiched their car in the middle, all coming

of robust men stepped out of the vehicle, each one stretching their wrists and necks, their eyes

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

engaged in a