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.”

original position, dart in hand. After a few practice swings, she

She missed.

puffed up her cheeks, and instantly became unhappy again.

comes that easy. You need to practice more and make it muscle memory.

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

wrist and arm felt as if they were about

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 to train as hard as you

her 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 his eye.

keenly sensed something was amiss. His gaze fell on the rearview mirror, his cold eyes narrowing. It seems we’ve been tailed by

hesitation, he suddenly accelerated, aiming to shake off the car trailing behind him. “Ms. Garcia, please hold on

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

two cars picked up speed, tailing

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

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

small fries were not just tailing from behind but also prepared to block the way ahead.

yet when suddenly, a vehicle burst out from a side

slammed on the brakes fiercely, and the tires screeched loudly against the

abruptly, her forehead

Garcia, please stay in the car.

the car door, and stepped out with a long stride without any

figure. Her heart leaped into her throat,

the front and trailing from

vehicle, each one stretching their wrists and necks, their eyes

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

Zephyr quickly engaged in a tussle