My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas) novel Chapter 1182

Chapter 1182 I Cannot Control Her

Even though her voice wasn't harsh, the words she spoke gave them the creeps.

“Our apologies. Zaewora is just a barren small country. How could we possibly compare to Section Six of H Nation?” Herald chuckled softly, “It's all our fault. I assure you, on my honor and my position, we will never make the same mistake again.”

He had always been held in high esteem wherever he went, always the center of attention, surrounded by people who bow and scrape before him, singing his praises.

However, at that very moment, he was ruthlessly slapped in the face by Ashlyn and harshly trampled under her foot.

She was like an elegant and commanding queen. One could only look up to and obey her.

And she indeed had that ability.

Their previous intentions of showing their true colors to Section Six had now completely vanished without a trace.

“You're truly wise, Mr. Cook.” Ashlyn glanced at him. “Since you're so wise, let's get started, then.”

As she spoke, she handed the pistol over to Herald.

Leroy and Sloan, among others, once again looked at her sharply.

Sloan's face was as pale as a sheet. He stared at the pistol as if it were the embodiment of death itself.

After all that had been said, he had thought that Ashlyn would change her mind.

But little did he expect Ashlyn would still insist on pushing Herald to the brink of death.

Sloan couldn't help but gulp. He pleaded to Ashlyn, “Could you please let me take Mr. Cook's place...”

If Herald were to die, he would surely be killed by the President too. Rather than that, he thought he might as well die in place of Herald, for he might even build a good reputation. The President might even remember his sacrifice and treat his family favorably.

The more he thought about it, the sadder he became. He almost couldn't hold back the tears that threatened to spill from his eyes.

I brought this upon myself. I shall bear the consequences.

“What's the big deal? It's just a gun, and besides, it only has one bullet, not six,” Ashlyn said, making it sound as easy and simple as eating and drinking. “Mr. Lacey, I would also like to have you replace Mr. Cook, but no. You're just not up to the task.”