My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 405

Chapter 405: Evacuate

"That damn Carrotman."

Ashley’s face twitched as anger flashed across her eyes at the thought of him. Beside her, Lucian’s expression darkened.

Of course, neither of them could ever forget the unforgettable orange-haired psycho.

He was the one who had shot Ashley when she tried to escape the cargo ship. It had taken her a long time to recover from that injury, but more than that, the man himself had carved a permanent place in her memory.

Consider it an achievement since it was rare for Ashley to remember her enemy. The list was just too long to memorize the irrelevant people.

"Ugh..." the gunman groaned, his body twisting in pain. "No more. I said it, okay?"

He panted heavily. "I really don’t know him. I’m just in it for the money. Just... just let me go."

Silence settled over the room once more, broken only by his labored grunts. Blood pooled beneath him, soaking through his clothes.

"We have a name."

Lucian’s quiet voice echoed through the room. His low baritone was almost drowned out by the gunman’s pained breathing.

Ashley had already sent him the profiles of the three people responsible for her abduction. And he sent those information to Gustav.

Lucian swept his gaze across the room until it landed on Lukas.

Lukas stepped back, holding his breath as he bit his tongue.

She got a name out of him.

He clicked his tongue, unsure whether to feel impressed or annoyed.

Unlike Lukas, who was locked in an internal tug-of-war, everyone else remained focused on Ashley.

Before she arrived, they had all believed the gunman belonged to the type who had been trained never to talk. Yet it seemed someone had thoroughly studied Dominion’s methods and how they categorized hostile captives.

Whoever hired this man had likely convinced him that, if he played his role well enough, Dominion would either kill him or keep him imprisoned. That alone explained why he had seen this as his best chance to escape.

The implication was unsettling.

Different thoughts swirled through everyone’s minds as they silently watched Ashley.

Gustav was no different.

He stared at her with tangled thoughts and conflicted emotions. The more he learned about her, the more he realized just how wrong they had all been.

Not only about her work ethic at Black Dragon Corporation or how she consistently pointed out flaws in projects everyone else had overlooked, but also...

That level of cruelty and precision without even flinching, he thought. Just how much of her did I never know?

It felt as though the Ashley they had known over the past six months had never truly existed.

The woman engraved in their minds had been incompetent, childish, dramatic, and, at times, difficult to tolerate simply because she was Lucian’s young wife.

But now...

"Come on. I already said—"

BANG!

Before anyone could react, another deafening gunshot shattered the silence.

This time, it silenced everything else in the room.

Especially the complaints.

Especially the grunting.

The gunman — the head he had just lifted slumped back onto the floor, a neat hole between his brows.

Smoke curled from the barrel of Ashley’s pistol.

Her face remained emotionless, her eyes cold as she watched blood slowly spread beneath his head.

Another heavy silence followed.

The only ones who didn’t seem shocked were Khan and Lucian.

Even Red stood frozen, eyes wide. His gaze shifted from the handgun in Ashley’s hand to her expressionless profile.

She hadn’t flinched.

Nor had she acted out of anger or irritation.

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