Chapter 627
Chapter 627:
Dazed and aching, he managed to stagger to his feet. The sight that greeted him only fueled his rage—Ashton holding Alisha tenderly, while she gazed up at him with a mix of gratitude and affection.
A wave of jealousy and anger washed over Zane, momentarily eclipsing the pain.
But instead of lashing out immediately, he threw his head back and let out a bitter laugh. “Ashton, you’ve really got some nerve. Do you even realize that breaking out of prison is a capital offense?”
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes gleaming with malice. “I was regretting not getting the chance to take you down myself. But since you’ve come here willingly, don’t expect any mercy from me.”
As he spoke, Zane’s gaze flickered to Alisha, who was still nestled in Ashton’s embrace.
His expression twisted with contempt. “Alisha, after everything I’ve done for you, you dare betray me for him? If that’s how you want it, I’ll kill you both!”
With that, Zane drew a gun from his belt, aiming it directly at Ashton and Alisha.
Alisha’s heart skipped a beat, her brief sense of safety shattered. “Zane, have you completely lost it?” she cried out, her voice trembling with fear. “I’m the daughter of the police director! If you kill me, there’s no way you’ll get away with it!”
But Zane merely let out a cold, hollow laugh. “As the daughter of Rayden, the police director, you should’ve known better than to help Ashton, a convicted murderer, escape.”
He cocked the gun, his smirk widening. “I’ll tell your dear father that I tracked down the fugitive, but you got in my way and tried to kill me. I had no choice but to shoot in self-defense. How convincing would you rate my explanation? Your father might be the police director, but he’s still a law-abiding man and he’s always trusted me. He won’t question my report once I present the ‘evidence.'”
Alisha’s face turned ashen, her fury replaced by a cold dread. “You’re a monster, Zane! A lying, conniving coward!”
Zane chuckled darkly, clearly relishing her despair. But before he could pull the trigger, a commanding voice boomed from the doorway. “Zane, you vile traitor! How dare you threaten my daughter!”
M𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝓹𝓉𝓮𝓇𝓈 𝑎𝑡 g𝓪𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝓈 dot con
The moment Zane heard Rayden’s voice, his grip on the gun faltered and his hand trembled uncontrollably.
He turned his head sharply, only to see Rayden flanked by several fully armed police officers storming into the reception room. A sea of guns was trained on him, and Zane’s face drained of all color.
In a panic, he dropped the gun, letting it clatter to the floor, and hastily raised his hands above his head. “Mr. Smith, I was forced! Those people from the Dark Night Organization, they threatened me! I had no choice,” he stammered, his voice cracking.
Ashton, standing beside Rayden with an air of disdain, scoffed. “Didn’t I already tell you? We were outside the door the whole time, listening to every word you and Alisha exchanged. Your little schemes might fool a naive girl, but do you really think you can deceive us?”
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