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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 1053
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“You seem set in your refusal to confess.” Harlan’s voice was cold.

“No need for explanations. I will end your life right now.”

Mavis shook her head in desperation, her voice quivering.

“I didn’t betray Mr. Thomas. I care for you deeply, Harlan. I would never harm your friends!”

“Silence!”

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Harlan’s roar made Mavis flinch.

Her declaration of affection stirred a peculiar emotion within him.

His anger mounting, Harlan detested her unyielding denial. Even with the threat of death, she refused to cclean.

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If she hadn’t leaked information about Marcus’ injury, why would her captors have let her go? Did she think her lies were convincing?

“Answer me, are you aligned with Bruce? Was that why you purposely fell in front of my car that day?” he demanded.

Mavis was taken aback by the absurdity of his accusation.

How could she side with Bruce when she hadn’t even known who he was?

“If you kill me, my family will seek retribution,” she warned.

“I’d like to see them try.” Harlan’s sneer was dismissive.

A tense silence filled the room before Mavis inhaled deeply and asked, “So, you’re determined to kill me today?”

“Without a doubt.”

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Though a top assassin known for his decisive, cold-blooded nature, Harlan found the gun unusually heavy in his hand that day, a sensation he hadn’t felt before.

His words rang in her ears, a bitter testament to her fate.

“Allowa few minutes to use the bathroom,” she requested, her voice tinged with irony.

“I don’t want to die looking disheveled. Letapply smakeup before I meet my end.”

A flicker of disdain crossed Harlan’s face.

“Planning to escape, are you?”

“I’ll be done in three minutes. You can wait by the door,” Mavis assured him.

Harlan’s eyes darted to Marcus before he consented, “Fine. Three minutes. I’ll be outside. Don’t think about running.”