From Secret Wife to Queen of Her World by Anonymous

Chapter 319 Don’t Turn On The Lights!

Without any surprise, the man’s all-in bet won again.

There were several sharp-eyed bodyguards among the crowd, but the man sitting in his seat seemed oblivious

to their presence.

Based on his nature of not engaging in battles without preparation, there must have been other tricks up his

sleeve.

Hazel, not intending to meddle, was about to turn and leave when she was forcefully bumped into the man in

front of her.

She managed to grab onto the back of the chair in tto steady herself, and then turned her head to search for

the culprit, only to see the bewildered expressions of the people around her.

The force just now was strong, but the palm that pushed her lower back was not big.

According to Hazel's judgment, if this person was not a woman, then they were a short and frail man.

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At that moment, the people standing around her were all tall, and everyone's gaze was focused on the table

where the numbers were being called, without paying attention to what was happening on her side.

“Sure enough! Your luck today is simply unbelievable!”

“Do

you still want to play? This time, we are planning to bet big and small. We will follow you and place our bets

together.”

The man opened his hands and scooped the chips back to himself from the table, chuckling with a deep and rich

voice, “Enough, enough. With the money | earned today, | can drink a lot of good wine. I'll cback when I run

out of money for drinks.”

He caught a glimpse of Hazel’s departing figure through the corner of his eye, and his heart, which had been

fluctuating greatly, finally settled down.

Chips were easy to win, but it was not possible to take them all away.

He has been here for several days, winning for three consecutive days, and has already caught the attention of

the people in the place.

Seeing the people gradually gathering around him, he slightly furrowed his brows and pretended not to notice,

smiling and greeting others. He then went to the designated exchange counter with his chips.

Just as he had received the money, he was blocked at the entrance of the men’s restroom by someone.

“Kid, I've been watching you for days. You cto my turf and think you can just leave without offering any

tribute?”

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The bald man reached out to pat his face, but his wrist was firmly grabbed by the man, who forcefully twisted it

and flipped it over. With a snap, a sudden wave of pain swept over his heart.

In the next second, his knee was also forcefully kicked by the man, and he was kicked flying onto the chair.

“Laborers! What are you still standing there for? Get to work, all of you!”

“Damn it, | messed up this guy’s hands and feet!”

Hazel didn’t go far. She stood with her arms crossed at a less crowded corner, looking indifferent at the

commotion happening here, while pondering in her mind the reason for Gabriel's presence in this place.

How could he appear in this chaotic place, since he had chosen to take the path full of thorns?

From a distance, Gabriel noticed the gaze directed towards him from her side. Locking eyes, he knew that Hazel

had already recognized him.

He kicked the last person charging towards him, sending him flying, and quickly turned around to leave in the

opposite direction.

“What are you looking at?”

Jadon’s voice appeared behind her like a ghost, and her gaze followed it as she ran towards the direction Gabriel

had left.

Hazel spoke slowly and said, “Seeing people bully the weak and being hurt by the tiger.”

There were constant fights in the venue every day, but as long as they didn’t happen in front of him, Jadon would

never bother to in

This is also one of the reasons why the people below would be so arrogant.

She sidestepped his approaching movement and furrowed her brow as she continued, “You don’t care?”

ene.

Jadon suddenly laughed, “What does it matter? We always have to give the lower-level people sbenefits,

otherwise who will still work diligently, right?”

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Rough words, but the truth is the truth.

But what is there in this place that requires Gabriel to disguise himself like this and cpersonally to

investigate?

“I was tired, takeback.”

“There are many vacant rooms upstairs, if you don’t mind, you can stay here.”

Hazel didn’t hesitate and said, “I mind.”

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When she left, Hazel had something in her hand, which fell out of her sleeve.

After the people left, a dark figure cto the spot where she had been standing just now, picked up the things

she had dropped, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

After coming out of the freight elevator again, Hazel’s mood had clearly changed.

“Brother Cang. The young mechanic respectfully handed over the keys to the sports car.

The black sports car raced through the winding mountain road in the countryside.

The speed of the car was getting faster and faster, and it was about to crash into the mountain in front. Jadon

glanced out of the corner of his eye, paying attention to the movements of the passenger seat.

However, Hazel remained unfazed, silently watching the rapidly receding darkness outside the window.

| replayed and pondered everything | saw tonight in my mind.

The speed of the car gradually slowed down, and a man’s off-key voice cinto my ears, “You're not afraid,

are you?”

Hazel: “Being brave has always been my strength.”

The faster the first half of the road was driven, the more difficult the second half of the road became, just like the

unpredictable personality of this man, making it hard to fathom his thoughts.

Hazel did not return to Nyack and instead made do for one night on the couch in the office of the ZN

Experimental Base in Akron.

When the sound of the sports car’s brakes pierced the silence of the night sky, the car cto a steady stop in

front of the main building of ZN Experimental Base.

Jadon got off the car and prepared to accompany her upstairs.

Hazel was about to decline when she heard him say, “Since you are the one | took out, | have to bring you back

safely, don't I?”

“You had to have a clear understanding of your appearance, no one could resist your beauty and charm.*

The sentence sounded greasy, and Hazel made a vomiting gesture.

The man’s corner of the eye twitched, and he lightly licked his lips. “I'll accompany you upstairs and then leave,

hoping to receive your reply as

soon as possible.”

Hazel sensed a hidden meaning in his words.

She raised her gaze and said earnestly, “Jadon, this level of sincerity is not enough. What you want is the

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bracelet in my hand, right?”

The wind was cool in the mountains, and the moonlight appeared even more bright and tranquil.

The jade bracelet worn on the woman's slender wrist shone even more translucent and bright under the

moonlight, but Jadon’s gaze was focused on her fair wrist.

“Wait a moment.”

As she was about to leave, Jadon took out a folder from the car and handed it to her, saying, “After you read it,

you will know that I didn’t deceive you.”

Because of Hazel’s persistence, the man eventually only took her to the entrance of the elevator.

Hazel heard the sound of a car starting outside, and only then did she enter the elevator with her belongings and

quickly returned to the office. As soon as she pushed the door open, she sensed that something was off inside

the room. She quietly sniffed and caught a faint smell of blood

in the dark air.

Hazel’s hand was currently placed on the switch at the entrance, hesitated for a moment, and ultimately chose

to turn on the lights in the office. The man who had just left the repair shop is now sitting on the floor next to the

sofa, leaning against it with one leg stretched out and the other

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bent with his hand resting on it, looking up and watching the direction of the door.

“Don’t turn on the light.”

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Just as he finished speaking, Hazel at the door had already turned on the light. The glaring light made him

immediately turn his head to look at the ground, and only after adjusting to the brightness did he look up at

Hazel at the door.

“Someone was staring atdownstairs, and not turning on the lights made it even more suspicious.”

She explained softly and lightly, putting the documents in her hand on the shelf beside her, and then hanging up

her coat before walking over.

The closer | got, the more | could smell the blood on him. Last the appeared in Seattle, he was covered in

wounds.

Hazel stood in front of him, looking down on the man who was leaning on the ground in a disheveled state, with

a face covered in special effects makeup that concealed his true appearance.

It can be seen that the person who disguised him had very good skills.

Apart from the swirl on top of the head, there was not a single feature on this face that had anything to do with

“Gabriel,” nor could it be described as handsome.

Hazel walked over to the nearby sofa and sat down, noticing the key intentionally left by her in the dark corner of

the coffee table. Sure enough, he picked it up and brought it back.