Chapter 1192
The two were startled and loosened their grasps subconsciously while Heather took the chance to
swing her hand toward the bowl, causing it to fall to the ground and scatter into fragments everywhere.
"What the f*ck are you guys doing?! Do you want me to kill you?!" Hannah returned to her senses and
walked out furiously as she rebuked. She thought it was her people that caused the commotion.
However, Hannah felt a strong wind when she reached the door. With a pain in her chest, she flew
back into the basement.
Bang! Hannah dropped to the ground with a thud.
"Annie?!" Ralph was shocked when he saw Hannah returning to the basement in such a way. He ran
over to help her up, and just as he looked out the door, he felt suffocated and sent flying backward
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtalongside Hannah this time around.
They were in a small room, so there was not much space. Hence, the duo's backs smashed into a wall,
scraping dust off it before falling to the ground again. The room became dusty instantly.
"Cough! Cough!" The duo started coughing blood. They did not even see the intruder when the intruder
had already kicked them till they spat blood. Their chests felt intense pain, like their limbs had broken.
When they opened their eyes again, they saw an upright man kneeling before Heather.1 Ms. Riggs, I
came late! Please forgive me!”
"Chump?!" Hannah recognized the intruder and cried out in surprise, unable to believe the sight before
her. Even though she felt excruciating pain, and it felt like a knife was slicing through her lungs each
time she took a breath, she could not help but exclaim, "How is this possible?! Weren't you...”
"You mean to say I should’ve gotten assassinated and killed long ago, right?" Chump threw Hannah a
cold sideways glance while still kneeling on one knee.
Chump's words silenced Hannah, but he was right. That was her plan. She used up all her savings on
top of the money and jewelry she had stolen from Heather to hire the best killer in the world with one
motive-to kill Chump.
She knew Chump was skilled, so she was willing to spend a fortune to hire an even more skilled killer.
It should have been impossible for Chump to survive.
"So what if you hired a great killer? Don’t you know that I was the one who trained Chump?" With one
hand on her chest, Heather finally regained her strength and turned to look at the duo, her lips curling
into a mocking smirk.
"You knew it was impossible to bribe him because of his loyalty toward me, but do you know that he’s
also good at pretending to be dead? Besides being skilled in kickboxing, that is."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmChump knew there would always be someone more powerful than him. He also knew the best way to
survive was to play dead, even though it might be embarrassing.
He deceived the group of killers, and while he had gotten severely injured, he ran back to the house
with all his might to seek help.
"Impossible! I booked a plane ticket home. Mom and Dad were still..." Before Hannah finished her
sentence, she seemed to understand something. 1
"You said it yourself. Mom and Dad have always doted on me the most. Have you forgotten about
that?" Heather smirked before continuing, "Do you think you can convince my people so easily? Do you
think you can replace me just because we look the same? You're still too naive!"
With that, Heather put one hand on Chump’s arm and stood up with a bit of force.