Jack gritted his teeth. “I’m warning you! Give us the antidote now, or you’ll never make it out of Monterey!”
“Who said I’m leaving?” Amelia’s smile was faint, her voice carrying a chilling edge.
“I was actually planning to bring this thing to the township committee later.”
That “thing” she was referring to?
Joe—someone the entire town wouldn’t dare to provoke.
Zoey had been frozen in shock ever since the fight broke out.
She hadn’t even processed what had happened.
The girl had moved too fast—one kick, and Joe was completely crippled.
Joe, a man known for his ruthlessness, was still on the ground, unable to get up.
Amelia wasn’t just skilled in fighting—she also knew how to strike pressure points.
Joe’s eyes were filled with venom. “Do you really think you’ll walk away unharmed?
