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“Just a minor injury. It’s nothing, really, Bruce said, his voice laid-back. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Mavis shot back without hesitation, “That’s a lie! You said just a minute ago that it was painful.”

Bruce’s eyes narrowed, turning into sharp slits as he looked at Mavis.

“Men are talking. Women should remain quiet.”

Mavis’s cheeks flushed with indignation.

Harlan picked up a length of rope and aimed an icy stare at Bruce.

“Untie her,” he commanded.

Bruce nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders.

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“It’s already tied. I have no plans to undo it.”

Harlan might have been a feared assassin, but Bruce was no slouch himself .

Without further ado, Harlan fished a lighter out of his chest pocket, ignited a blue flame, and applied it to the rope. It melted away, inch by inch.

Chuckling scornfully, he said, “See? Now it’s untied.”

Harlan quickly removed the remains of the rope from Mavis’s wrists.

Due to the dim lighting and Mavis’s hasty withdrawal, Harlan failed to notice the gunshot wound on her wrist.

“We’re leaving,” Harlan announced, tilting his head to indicate the direction.

Could she really escape this time? Free herself from Bruce’s torment?

But then again, Harlan was a force to be reckoned with, and Bruce wasn’t Likely to stand in his way.

“Alright,” Mavis agreed, a smile lighting up her face.

As she looked back at Bruce, a long-absent sense of pride flashed across her face.

Bruce’s eyes widened just a fraction.

“They actually do look like a fitting pair from behind,” he mused.

His lips curled, and a brief glimmer of amusement crossed his features.

“Don’t forget to take Miss Smith to the restroom,” he taunted.

“She mentioned earlier that she needed to go. She’s a grown woman, after all. Make sure she doesn’t have an accident in the corridor.”