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.

foot, puffed up her cheeks, and

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

principle. She calmed her emotions, didn’t get discouraged, and continued

training, her wrist and arm felt as if

I can finally understand the pain you fighting artists go through. When you first started practicing, it

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

mirror, his cold eyes

the car trailing behind him. “Ms. Garcia, please hold

her back pressed tightly against the seat. She

picked up

asked, a knot

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

when suddenly, a vehicle burst out

pupils suddenly contracted. He slammed on the brakes fiercely,

jolted forward abruptly, her forehead crashing

heard Zephyr saying, “Ms. Garcia, please stay in the car. No matter

door, and stepped out with a long stride

figure. Her heart

them from the front and trailing from behind sandwiched their car in the middle, all

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

the murderous intent even while sitting in the car. She quickly composed

in a tussle with the other

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