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

She missed.

up her cheeks,

make it muscle memory.

her emotions, didn’t get discouraged, and continued

the evening, after finishing her training, her wrist and arm felt as if they were about to give out.

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

Zephyr felt a rare urge to laugh. Just as he was about to say something, a sharp glint

on the rearview mirror, his cold

accelerated, aiming to shake off the car trailing behind him. “Ms.

stunned, immediately feeling her back pressed tightly against the seat. She quickly regained her senses and instinctively looked

two cars picked up

followed?” she asked, a knot forming in her

succinct and meaningful response, Zephyr focused intently on the road ahead, planning to sharply turn the steering wheel at the next intersection,

tailing from behind but also prepared to

yet when suddenly, a vehicle burst out from

fiercely,

forward abruptly, her forehead

she could react, she heard Zephyr saying, “Ms. Garcia, please stay in the car. No matter what

unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door, and stepped

head, only to see his retreating figure. Her heart leaped into her throat, filled with worry and unbearable

cars blocking them from the front and trailing from behind sandwiched their car in the middle, all coming to a halt.

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

in the car. She quickly composed herself and dialed Shane’s number,

Zephyr quickly engaged in a tussle with the