Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 259: Kellan couldnt wrap his mind around the idea of Allison dying here, not like this.

Perhaps it was the weight of his words, spoken in the face of such imminent danger, that hung in the air like a storm cloud.

For a fleeting moment, Allison found herself stunned, her gaze tethered to the depths of his intense, piercing eyes.

She had always been the shield, the one defending others.

Never before had a man urged her to protect herself.

Kellans voice was hoarse and low.

The puppeteer behind this has been pulling strings for far too long.

Theres no way theyd send just two hired guns.

If something happens to me, Ms.

Clarkeif you canwill you look after Lorna? She holds you close to her heart.

Allisons mind went blank, surprise washing over her like a cold wave.

It was clear: Kellan was passing the responsibility for Lorna to her, as if he were bracing for the worst.

I dont have a taste for this sentimental drivel, she snapped, her voice sharp as a knife.

And I never signed up for this.

Lorna is your responsibility, not mine.

Before she could even reach for the car door, Kellan pressed the lock button on the keys in his hand, and the windows slid shut instantly.

Ms.

Clarke, I already owe you my life, he said, his voice dropping, eyes averted.

Someone will cfor you soon.

You shouldnt have been dragged into this mess to begin with.

To Kellan, the threat posed by the kidnappers was no mere trifle; it was a deadly reality.

He knew they could very well be ready to go down in flames alongside him.

His only goal was to ensure that Allison walked away from this alive.

Kellan! Allison shouted, now trapped inside the car.

From her constrained view, she spotted two helicopters slicing through the air toward them, their engines creating chaos around them.

Her heart raced, and the wind howled through the scene, setting everyone on edge.

Kellan stood like a fortress against the wind, his shirt billowing.

His height and build radiated an aura of danger.

Ive already checked your backgrounds, he said coldly, fixing a penetrating gaze on the man in the peaked cap. Youre all death row inmates with nothing left to lose.

Impressive, Mr.

Lloyd.

Didnt think youd piece that together, the man retorted, a cold laugh escaping his lips.

He yanked at his jacket, an unsettling glint in his eyes.

Hes got a bomb! someone shouted in alarm.

The man in the peaked cap erupted into manic laughter.

Kellan Lloyd, I know all about you, the infamous Mr. Lloyd.

My brother and I? We were well-paid for this.

So dont make any rash moves, or well all go up in smoke together, right here on this coast! His bravado only deepened the terror in Lornas eyes.

Bound tight, she shivered at the mans words, her face a ghostly shade, large tears streaming down her cheeks like waterfalls of fear.

She opened her mouth, but her trembling lips betrayed her, unable to utter a sound.

Ugh... Kellans fury ignited as he watched Lorna, her neck ensnared by one of the kidnappers.

Every fiber of his being screamed for him to take them down where they stood.

Stop! he commanded, his voice dangerously low.

Lorna shook violently, her distress evident in every agonized shudder, and it broke Kellans heart to witness her suffering.

If you let Lorna go, Kellan continued, his tone firm and unwavering, I wont just spare your lives, but III double whatever the puppet master behind this has offered you.

His voice, calm yet laced with deadly promise, cut through the tension.

But if Lorna so much as suffers a scratch, Ill make sure you wish youd never been born.

Wish wed never been born? The man in the peaked cap erupted in laughter again, this tdripping with arrogance.

Out of the shadows, over a dozen assassins materialized, surrounding the group with deadly intent.

Letshare something with you, Mr.

Lloyd, the man sneered.

No amount of cash will save you today.

This is a death trap! His arrogance soared as he spat the words.

So, Mr.

Lloyd, instead of worrying about that little girl, you should be more concerned about yourself.

Drop your weapon and end it all.

If not, III set off this bomb and well all perish right here, right now! The two factions stood locked in a deadly standoff, the bomb strapped to the kidnappers body ticking like a countdown to chaos. But if Kellan followed their orders and ended his life, the kidnappers would undoubtedly slip away into the sea, leaving him behind.

It felt like a no-win scenario, no matter which way he turned.

You may be fugitives with nothing to lose, Kellan replied icily, his voicen dripping with sarcasm, but I doubt youre itching to die today.

Wouldnt you prefer to stick around for a few more years? The one hiring you must have told you that you could flee by boat after witnessing my end. And do you really believe it? Something might just happen to your boat accidentally, and you two could be lost at sea forever.

The man with the peaked cap narrowed his eyes.

Shut up! Stop spouting nonsense! Both sides engaged in a high-stakes gof chicken, probing who feared death more.

Realizing the futility of forcing Kellans hand, the kidnapper gritted his teeth and fired a shot at Kellan.

Well then, Mr.

Lloyd, lets see who survives this.