The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110 Tucker’s

Death

Previously fierce and threatening, Tucker was now visibly trembling; the deadly intent previously in his eyes had vanished.

He was no fool. Tucker was well aware of the danger Maren posed.

“So, you were quite bold a moment ago, weren’t you?” Maren stooped to retrieve a glass shard from the shattered glass on the floor. Approaching the bed, she held the sharp fragment to Tucker’s throat.

“No, please, I beg you–don’t kill me!”

Fear had overtaken Tucker.

He was baffled by Maren’s presence, especially considering they were on the fourth floor. How did she even get up here?

Attempting to escape, Tucker grasped the blanket, scooting back so hastily he nearly fell from the bed.

“What exactly did you mean by ‘the Thanatos is coming‘?” Maren asked.

Her original plan had been straightforward–eliminate Tucker immediately. However, the mention of the

Thanatos halted her.

”

Given her past as an elite assassin in the Sovereign Underworld, she recognized the gravity of such a claim.

Typically, even the Angels of Death had no information about the Thanatos.

Something must have changed significantly.

“I don’t know anything!” Tucker lied, his teeth clenched, choosing silence over disclosure.

He understood the implications of revealing too much about the Thanatos.

The more Maren knew, the better prepared she would be. Tucker hoped that the Thanatos would fulfill his desires for revenge. He feared that revealing too much could jeopardize that plan.

“If you’re not going to speak, you’re of no use to me.”

Maren’s hand tensed, ready to end his life with the glass shard,

Overcome with terror, Tucker conceded, “I’ll speak! Just don’t kill me!”

In that instant, he recognized that his life held more value than his quest for revenge.

Maren relaxed her grip on the shard, allowing it to clink softly onto the floor, and took a seat in the chair next

to his bed. “Talk,”

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With a deep, trembling exhale, Tucker began to speak. Chilled sweat had seeped straight through his shirt,

clinging to his skin like a second layer.

“It all started with Brooks. After he botched the attempt to kill you, he lost his nerve and turned to the

Sovereign Underworld for help. Word of the failure reached their heir, and he sent ten operatives from the Thanatos straight after you. Along with that, he gave us orders to dig into whether you were the one behind

Marcus‘ and Scorpion’s deaths.”

This entire revelation had been relayed to Tucker by Milo, and now Tucker was divulging every detail.

The briefing was straightforward, yet it struck Maren with immense force. It unveiled a critical suspicion–the Sovereign Underworld might have started piecing together her true identity.

They doubted whether she had died years ago.

Although they were investigating the deaths of Marcus and Scorpion, their uncertainty was evident.

After all, resemblances were nothing unusual, and having the same name didn’t prove anything. Everyone had

believed Maren was dead after getting caught in a minefield. Who would’ve imagined she had made it out alive?

Regarding the Sovereign Underworld’s heir–currently, with Frank at the helm, it must be his youngest son.

Maren had already eliminated his eldest son.

In Maren’s view, Alexander posed no real threat.

Her mind was ablaze with thoughts, yet her expression remained serene. “You mentioned the Thanatos is

expected tonight?”

“Yes, they’ve just arrived and are on their way here. You should flee while you have the chance. If they find you, you’ll have no hope of survival.”

Tucker even went so far as to wear an expression that almost passed for genuine” concern over Maren’s well-

being.

Naturally, Maren was skeptical. She doubted the Thanatos could have arrived so soon.

Had the assassins truly been nearby, Tucker wouldn’t be alerting her. Rather, he would have waited quietly for

them to finish her.

He only said it because he was trying to protect himself from her.

However, the instant he began scheming to take her life, the course of his fate was already locked in place.

There was no way around it–he had to die.

Caught off guard, Tucker could only gasp as Maren swiftly cut his throat with a hidden glass shard.

Previously, Maren had picked up two shards. While she discarded one, she secretly kept the other hidden in

her sleeve.

She had never planned to let him live.

Bang!

The noise caught the attention of Tucker’s guards, who had left the room earlier. They burst through the door,

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with urgency.

“Boss!”

By the time they arrived, Maren had already vanished, leaving behind the lifeless body of Tucker.

“Quick, get Ricky on the line!” one guard instructed, urgency cracking his voice as he grasped the gravity of the

situation.