Unlucky Bride (The Poor Bride)

Chapter 31 ~ He is....

"Come on," replied Allison originally.

"WHAT!?" Melvin wrath.

Just the sound of his screams made Faylan and Daisy turn towards them with facial expressions full of question marks.

"There's nothing, you two go on" Melvin said, prompting Faylan and Daisy to resume their conversation.

"You don't fuck All, Faylan's my sister! You don't play with her feelings" Melvin pressed his voice so as not to disturb Faylan and Daisy.

"Mystery of the death of my father and mother has not been revealed yet" Allison replied with her eagle gaze.

"Until when are you gonna keep this up, Allison? Just end it because revenge won't end it all. Let your parents rest in peace" Melvin explained slowly.

"It's not just about my parents, but also about Redmir, about Faylan and the children of the parlour she poisoned. Before getting my life, the bastard will not be silent," Allison argued explained with a fierce fire.

"All right, now it's up to you. I'm just asking for one thing, DON'T INVOLVE FAYLAN!" firmly Melvin immediately got up from his seat.

"Wait!" hold Allison.

"I have my own plans" Allison continued.

"Be careful if your plan hurts Faylan!" mencam Melvin later joins Faylan and Daisy. Allison followed as well.

A doctor came in, removed the bandage and examined the wound on Faylan's cheek.

"How, doctor?" ask Melvin first.

"Because it's just scratched, so the wound dries quickly, sir. And now I'm going to take the lady to the treatment room to remove the scar" the doctor said kindly.

Melvin takes a wheelchair to carry Faylan, while Allison holds Faylan. Melvin took Daisy until Faylan entered the treatment room. They're waiting outside the room.

Almost an hour passed, as soon as the treatment was over, Faylan was transferred back to the inpatient room with smooth cheeks back to how they were. Allison was happy to see him, as were Melvin and Daisy.

"How does Brother Faylan feel right now?" ask Daisy to worry.

"What hurts?" connect soft Melvin. Allison noticed.

"Not sick at all, Daisy, Mr. Melvin."

"Master? I'm your brother, from now on call me brother" said Melvin.

"Well, brother," replied Faylan stiffly.

In the afternoon after Melvin and Daisy's departure, Allison approached and sat right next to her.

"Want a break?" Faylan shook her head because she was not sleepy.

"You what? Is there something you want?" allison asked attentively, but remained faithful with her cold expression.

"Want to go home, sir. I've been healed anyway" said Faylan quickly.

"Your body is still weak, just follow what the doctor says. I'm just coming home tomorrow." Faylan looked disappointed.

"Headquarters!" allison's word to Juan's assistant.

"Good, sir."

Juan's assistant immediately drove the car at high speed. Just a few minutes away, the car stopped at a special headquarters inhabited by royal guards. Not just anyone can enter the heavily guarded headquarters area.

All the guards at the headquarters bowed to welcome Allison's arrival. Edwin, the leader of the guards, pointed his way until he arrived at a room where Torres and his men were tied up and beaten until their faces and bodies were covered with blood.

Juan's assistant prepared a chair that he placed right in front of Torres. Noticing Allison's presence, Torres smiled obliquely showing off the blood smearing his teeth. Allison sat down with both legs folded, her two eagle beads looking at Torres arrogantly.

"How are you?" ask Allison briefly.

"When are you going to kill me?" ask Torres quietly.

"Edwin, look he can still talk, since when did your deadly blow disappear?" allison asked without looking. Without saying Edwin immediately stepped up, then gave a few blows that made Torres no longer able to talk.

After hitting Torres, Edwin returned to his original position. Juan's assistant gives a tissue to his young master, Allison wiping away the splash of blood that soiled his cheek.

"Of course I'm going to eliminate you, but after you say who that figure is?"

"Until I die, I won't say it" Torres stammered.

"Alright," Allison got up from her seat.

"Bury them all alive!" he then turned around and walked away.

"Wait!" intercept Torres, Allison grinned.

"Did you change your mind?" ask Allison to relax.

"Let go of me, then I'll say."

"Edwin, let him go!"

"Master," called Assistant Juan, but Allison raised a palm as a gesture to keep Juan's assistant from talking much.

Edwin opened the handcuffs, then released the clothes region that bound Torres. Torres fell to the floor with blood pouring down.

"Say!" Allison folded both hands.

"He is ....

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