Chapter 188
Author: Alex Alfred
last update2025-08-21 19:33:39

Elena didn’t flinch. Her body snapped into a fighting stance, legs spread for balance, knees bent, one arm raised defensively while the other still clutched the blaster like a makeshift club.

“I was sent to do that.”

She countered, her voice steady and cold, her eyes locking onto Bobby’s with a defiance that matched his fury.

Brittany’s face contorted with anger, her eyes blazing as she stepped closer, her voice trembling with rage.

“Who sent you?”

She demanded, her fists clenching at her sides, her posture rigid as if restraining herself from lunging at Elena.

Elena met her gaze without hesitation, her expression unyielding.

“Your father did.”

She said flatly, the words landing like a grenade in the tense silence.

Brittany’s breath caught, her eyes widening in shock, pupils dilating as if struck by a physical blow. She stumbled back a step, her hands shaking, her face paling under the weight of the revelation.

“What did you just say?”

She whispered, her voice trembling, barel
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