The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think novel Chapter 134

Chapter 134 Disguise And Infiltration

“In a few hours, we’ll be at the Borba Bay, wrapping up our mission. Blackwood, take over for Hyena,” said a

woman.

“Take over? He’s too busy enjoying himself to need a break,” a man retorted.

As they moved towards the lower deck, a distinct pair approached.

Gina Perez was the first to speak. Wearing a suit and sporting short hair, her boyish style gave her a look that leaned more masculine than feminine.

On the other hand, the man wore a flowing gown, his face so stunning it bordered on seductive. His skin was silkier than most women’s, and his voice was so light and gentle that, without a closer look, you’d barely realize he was a man.

“Nevertheless, we need vigilant eyes out there. He’s abducted plenty, and word is that academy deans are on our trail,” Gina reminded him.

Blackwood, the flashy man beside her, shrugged dismissively. “Who cares? Those weaklings can’t threaten us. If they bother me too much, I’ll simply kill them.”

“Whatever. I’m done arguing,” Gina réplied curtly, brushing past him as they reached the entrance to the lower deck.

“What’s going on here? The door’s wide open,” Blackwood muttered suspiciously, peering inside. “Hyena is hopelessly sloppy!”

“Hopefully, that’s all it is,” Gina whispered cautiously, eyes narrowing as she quietly stepped through the open doorway first.

“Slow down a bit! What’s got you so jumpy?” Blackwood hastily moved behind her.

“Good Lord, what’s the situation here?” They observed the chaos on the lower deck; every crate flung open. Yet, inexplicably, no one was missing.

“This place is a wreck–Hyena’s turned it into a dump. I’ll deal with that perverted maniac later,” Blackwood grumbled as they headed to the second floor, pinching his nose in disgust.

He scanned around, growing increasingly annoyed when he couldn’t spot the scar–faced man.

“Odd. Where’d he disappear to?” Blackwood murmured to himself.

“Look over there,” Gina suddenly said, her voice heavy with seriousness.

Blackwood turned sharply, following her eyes to the gruesome sight–a corpse sprawled out, soaked in blood.

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Hyena’s neck had been nearly severed by a heavy axe blow. He was clearly dead.

“Who the hell did this to Hyena?” Blackwood growled, tension instantly replacing his former ease as he scanned for threats warily.

“Please… someone… help me,” a faint, desperate voice said.

“Do you hear something?” Gina hissed, alertly focusing on the weak plea.

“Yeah, sounds like a woman crying for help,” Blackwood murmured.

They exchanged wary glances, then slowly moved toward the sound. Rounding a corner, they found an exceptionally beautiful young woman collapsed on the floor, visibly injured.

It was Maren.

Deep cuts marked her entire body, her thigh especially badly wounded by a vicious slash from an axe.

She lay trembling, breath coming in shallow gasps, appearing fragile and close to death.

Upon noticing their arrival, Maren pleaded weakly, “Please… save me.”

“Who exactly are you?” Gina snapped harshly, immediately drawing her gun and aiming it cautiously at Maren.

“Whoa, hold on. Why so aggressive?” Blackwood quickly intervened. “Can’t you see she’s seriously hurt?”

“Are you kidding me? You’re thinking with your pants at a time like this? Aren’t you at all suspicious about Hyena’s murder?” Gina kicked at him angrily.

Blackwood dodged smoothly. “And how exactly is this poor girl connected to Hyena’s death?”

Ignoring Gina’s irritation completely, he saw only the beautiful, helpless girl, and immediately knelt beside her

to help her up.

“Thank you,” Maren whispered, playing her part convincingly.

“One day your obsession with beauty will be the end of you,” Gina remarked irritably, unable to hide her

disgust.

Blackwood merely laughed her off. “Dying for beauty sounds pretty honorable to me.”

His love for beauty wasn’t just surface–level–it was an obsession, something that ran deep through him. If it

weren’t, he wouldn’t go as far as making himself look like one.

“You’re hopeless,” Gina muttered in exasperation, then turned back sharply toward Maren. “Are you responsible for this man’s death?”

“Gina, are you insane? You honestly believe this delicate woman could’ve murdered Hyena?” Blackwood

thought she was crazy.

Gina hesitated, troubled by the same question, but given the circumstances, Maren was the only viable suspect.

“No, it wasn’t me,” Maren replied fearfully, shifting timidly behind Blackwood as if terrified.

From her careful assessment/Maren knew Blackwood was her target here.