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.”

in hand. After a few

She missed.

puffed up her cheeks, and instantly

rush. Nothing comes that easy. You need to practice more and make it muscle memory. The more you practice, the higher your chances of success. Practice makes

that principle. She calmed her emotions,

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

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

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

His gaze fell on the rearview mirror, his cold eyes narrowing. It

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

against the seat. She

two cars picked up speed,

she asked, a knot forming in her

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

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

car hadn’t reached the intersection yet when suddenly, a vehicle burst out from a

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

Her body jolted forward abruptly, her forehead crashing

she could react, she heard Zephyr saying, “Ms. Garcia, please stay in

that, he promptly unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door, and

head, only to see his retreating figure. Her heart leaped into

from behind sandwiched their car in the middle, all coming

one stretching their wrists and necks, their eyes fierce and intimidating.

intent even while sitting in the car. She quickly

engaged in a tussle with the other