Beneath His Ugly Wife’s Mask: Her revenge was her brilliance

Chapter 461:

Aron followed with a cold, dismissive snort. “You’ll have to get through me before you even touch Cole!”

Myles didn’t need words. His sharp gaze, gleaming behind his glasses, conveyed his determination clearly—stronger than any spoken declaration. The sight of his defiance made Daniel raise an eyebrow, surprised. “Rumor has it that Cole has three loyal dogs who won’t run from a storm. Seeing you all stand firm today, I believe every word of it. I’ll give credit where it’s due—you’ve all got grit.”

Turning back to Jason, Daniel’s tone shifted to something almost conversational. “Those three are ready to go down swinging, loyal to the end. That’s rare. Still, let’s be honest—your lives don’t weigh much in the balance. But you, Jason, carry the Evans blood. If Cole disappears, you’re next in line. Is this really the hill you want to die on?”noveldrama

Jason’s scoff was filled with contempt. Fury ignited in his eyes. His fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, rage radiating from every inch of him. “The Evans family doesn’t raise cowards. I carry that name, and you think I’d turn and run?”

Slow, deliberate applause filled the air as Daniel grinned wider. “You keep a low profile, Jason, but the stories in the underworld paint you as the real deal—loyal, tough, stubborn as they come. Meeting you in the flesh, I see those tales weren’t exaggerated.”

A voice rang out from Daniel’s group, impatience dripping from every syllable. It was a woman in a figure-hugging blue dress, stamping her foot. “Sir, I’m about to burst here. Can we wrap this up before I embarrass myself in front of everyone?”

For a split second, her looks could have fooled anyone into mistaking her for Heather, Elliana’s trusted right-hand. The illusion ended the moment she spoke. No one who knew Heather would believe she’d blurt out something like that, especially not in a crowd of men.

A second crew member, looking half-asleep, stretched with a yawn. “Let’s not turn this into an all-nighter. I need to find a bed soon.”

Those familiar with Thorn Rose’s legacy would catch on right away. Daniel’s team of four wasn’t just a bunch of braggarts—they were openly trying to play copycat with the famous Four Guardians who served under Death Thorn.

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗴𝓪𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝓈.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Stories about Death Thorn haunted the Delta region. Her right hand, Doomsday Rose, was nearly as legendary. Together, they commanded the Four Guardians—fighters feared and admired by all who heard their names.

Thorn Rose’s reputation inspired respect from friends and enemies alike. Imitation became a trend. Some chased the mystique of Death Thorn, while others echoed Doomsday Rose’s fierceness. Daniel’s own crew chose to mimic the Four Guardians, hoping to borrow a little of their legendary aura.

Pressure mounted as Daniel’s crew grew restless. He checked the time, realizing that the standoff had dragged on far too long. With a decisive wave, he shouted, “Enough stalling! Let’s get this over with!”

Excitement flashed across the faces of his crew. Every one of them shifted into a fighting stance, ready for action.

A blond man, clearly trying to channel Damian, rushed ahead with a cocky grin. “These guys are half-dead already. No need to waste a bullet on them. I’ll finish them off with a few kicks.”

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