His Dangerous Love novel Chapter 93

Chapter 93 A Terrible Greeting

"Ah!"

A cry escaped Clare's lips.

She stumbled, her eyes fixated on the knife lodged in Neil's leg and the large splatters of blood, almost fainting.

Trembling, she stuttered, "You... you're crazy!"

Jefferson admired the fading color on Neil's face and then lifted his chin. "Consider it payback."

Realizing he was referencing the previous assassination attempt, Clare lost her courage to say something.

At the same time, Neil subtly shook his head, asking her to stay silent.

"Oh, by the way," Jefferson took a few strides forward, then turned back.

"That girl you recently sent, she's quite fascinating, with a strong spirit."

Neil remained calm.

He let out a sigh, as if he were dealing with a mischievous little brother. "Jeff, you've misunderstood me."

But Jefferson persisted, "But no matter how strong she may be, her days are numbered."

Neil fell into silence, simply watching him.

"But I suppose you don't care. After all, you have so many henchmen. If a few perish, it's no big deal, right?"

"Jeff, enough with the mischief."

Jefferson paused for a moment, then erupted into boisterous laughter, as if he had just heard a highly amusing joke.

Eventually, he pretended to wipe away tears of amusement.

"Well then, I'll eagerly await our noble-hearted Neil to attain enlightenment and come to my rescue."

His arrogant laughter faded along with his figure.

What remained was a charred garden.

...

Elianna stood by the pool and delicately rinsed the coffee pot.

Sparkling water droplets adorned her fair hand, cascading down her fingertips.

Suddenly, an unexpected embrace came from behind, causing her to gasp in surprise.