?Chapter 248:
Sitting on a nearby stool, Oscar Mayer, the second-inmand, was leisurely sipping from the cup of coffee in his hands. Oscar had short golden curly hair and exuded an aura of astuteness.
Closing his eyes for a moment, he muttered, “What an interesting woman.”
The moment Oscar saw the fear in her eyes, a flurry of thoughts surged through his mind. How could Remy, the feared and undefeated king of the underground boxing ring, fail to capture a single woman? It was quite astonishing. Just how powerful was this woman, to have achieved the unthinkable? Escaping from the clutches of such a powerful man and, at the same time, spewing threats? Shouldn’t she at least be fearful of the Breakers? Or was she just ignorant of the power the Breakermanded in Lachdeer?
Riss eximed with a huff, “So, all because of the meager wealth that Jack offered, we’ve lost four elites!”
Riss had, without giving it much thought, agreed to take revenge for Jack when Jack came pleading with his meager wealth as a bargaining chip.
After investigating, Riss found that, amongst the other suspects, the most culpable culprit was the gorgeous Norah.
He then, without dy, instructed Remy and four other elites to capture her.
It should have been a walk in the park for them, given Norah’s delicate appearance. However, to his astonishment, they had suffered heavy losses and failed to apprehend her.
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“That bitch has to pay dearly for what she has done! Remy, gather as many people as you deem necessary to apprehend her! I want that woman toe here in binds!” Riss thundered. This was the first time since the rise of the Breaker that his missions had gone unfulfilled.
Grabbing a cup from the table, Riss furiously threw it against the wall. He was going to torture Norah so much that she would beg and wish for death.
Shaking his head, Riss continued, “And ensure that you continue to investigate and track down everyone involved in Jack’s death. They must pay for what they did!”
Having received payment, Riss, being a man of his word, was determined to see the case through. Irrespective of how unimportant a client was, as long as they had paid him, he would carry out their assignment no matter what.
But Remy, shivering from fear, wasn’t interested in another confrontation with the ruthless Norah. He knew full well that if he dared cross her path again, she would mercilessly kill him.
Clearing his throat, Remy requested to be excused from the mission, saying, “Sir, the underground boxing scene has just weed some new and quite significant individuals. I need to start training if I want to retain my crown, which I seek to do. If you don’t mind, could you assign someone else to capture that woman?”
Riss scoffed and impatiently waved him away. “Get out of here and focus on your boxing. I’ll get someone else.” He knew Remy wanted nothing more than to return to the ring.
“Sir, I really appreciate it,” Remy replied, sighing in relief.
As long as he stayed far away from Norah, his life wouldn’t be cut short. Who would have expected a boxing king like Remy to be scared of Norah?
Meanwhile, something seemed amiss about Sean’spany. During the days when Norah paid a visit to Alice in the hospital, she always found that Sean had taken Phillip out early.
Enjoying the solitude she found herself in, Norah went all the way to Alice’s house, restocked some ammunition, picked up a handgun, and on the way back to the hotel, brought some from a nearby shop.
When she arrived at the hotel, she told the hotel manager what she wanted to do. “If you don’t mind, could I use the kitchen? There are some dishes I wish to cook.”
If she stayed now, a warm meal would be prepared for Sean by the time he came back. Today would mark the first time since they had been together that Norah cooked.
The hotel manager, keen to impress and please a VIP guest, immediately granted her permission to use the kitchen. After personally selecting a stove for Norah to use, he told her to use any ingredients in the kitchen she wished to.
Roaming through the food section, Norah was impressed with how fresh everything was. After selecting some seafood, she went back to the kitchen. With the aid of the high-quality ingredients that the hotel’s kitchen stocked, she was going to prepare a tantalizing meal.
As Norah went about her business, the kitchen staff couldn’t help but nce at her repeatedly with curiosity.
Having tied up her hair, Norah, now draped in a white apron, had unintentionally given the kitchen staff an unobstructed view of her face. The beauty of it stunned them.
They followed her with their eyes as she worked her magic in the kitchen. They had never seen such a woman up close. So fixated were they on her that they could hardly focus on their work, leading to frequent mistakes.
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