Chapter 184
Stanley’s behavior toward Wendy was harsh, almost excessive.
Wendy felt a bitter pang in her chest.
“I know Mr. Hawk hates me,” she murmured softly, her heart sinking.
Nathan opened his mouth to say something but hesitated, and then finally decided against it. “Wendy, stay here and wait for me. I’ll go get the car from the garage/”
Wendy nodded quietly. “Okay.”
Nathan walked off, leaving her standing alone. She waited in silence, but soon, a figure appeared behind her.
It was Stanley.
He had come down too, his tall frame wrapped in a sleek black coat, exuding an air of cold dignity.
Stanley watched Wendy for a moment. She was looking down at her feet, lost in thought.
He pressed his lips together and shifted his gaze away, turning to leave without a word.
At that moment, Lionel and his men arrived. As soon as Lionel spotted Wendy, his eyes gleamed with interest. “That’s her!” he said, a grin spreading across his face. “Didn’t expect such a beauty! A true goddess.”
His men were equally thrilled. “Lionel, she’s more stunning than the women we saw in red light districts.”
“Look at her skin, her face, her body… Man, I want to pin her down right now.”
“How about we take her back with us and have some fun?”
Lionel’s eyes darkened with desire, but his logic soon overpowered his impulse. Wendy had stumbled upon his affair with the boss’s wife, and he knew better than to let her get away. The dead can’t talk.
“Don’t ruin my plans. She can’t leave. You handle it,” he ordered.
Lionel’s gaze shifted to one of his men in black, who immediately nodded. He drew a sharp knife from his waist and moved toward Wendy.
Stanley was just about to leave when he heard the commotion. Turning around, he saw Lionel’s men approaching, one of them armed with a knife, making a beeline for Wendy.
His polished black shoes froze midair as his body reacted before his mind could catch up. Cursing under his breath, he turned and rushed back toward her.
The black–clad man was nearly on top of Wendy. One quiet, lethal stab from behind, and she would be gone.
The man raised the knife, preparing to strike.
But just as the blade lunged toward Wendy, a large hand shot out, gripping the knife’s handle with an iron–clad force.
The man froze, wide–eyed. Someone was stopping the knife barehanded? Was he crazy?
Then he turned and saw Stanley, whose face was set in a grim line as he held the blade in place, Blood began to pool in his palm, the sharp edge slicing into his flesh.
Blood dripped steadily to the floor, the sound of it strangely loud in the tense silence.
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The man, stunned by the sight, had no time to react. In an instant, Stanley wrenched the knife free and kicked the man in the chest, sending him flying several feet away. The impact knocked the breath out of him, and blood sprayed from his mouth.
Lionel’s eyes widened in disbelief when he saw Stanley. He quickly gave orders, his voice laced with fury. “Don’t leave any witnesses! Take her down!”
“Understood!”
The other men drew their knives, rushing toward Wendy.
Wendy, still unaware of the danger, turned at the sudden movement behind her. Just as she did, a black–clad man lunged toward her, knife raised high.
Her heart froze in place.
“Wendy!”
“Wendy!”
Two voices called her name, their desperation cutting through the air.
In the moment before the knife could strike, someone threw themselves at her, wrapping their arms around her protectively.
Wendy fell into a warm embrace, just as the sickening sound of a blade sinking into flesh echoed through the air. She felt a hot splatter of blood hit her face, and a cold dread washed over her.
Her eyes met the face of the man holding her, her breath catching in her throat as she realized what had just happened.
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