The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think novel Chapter 141

Chapter 141 Now, It’s My

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The noise pulled everyone’s focus straight to the scene again. Witnessing Maren unscathed and Lenny knocked back several steps, the group was visibly shaken.

What in the world had just happened?

“That was incredible! Maren, how did you do that?”

“You’re the coolest!”

Cheers erupted specifically from Winona and Tracey.

With steady eyes, Maren looked down at the small dent on her handcuff chain, left behind by Lenny’s blade.

In the heat of Lenny’s attack, she had cleverly blocked his cleaver with the chain, using the force to push him back.

“Is this really happening? We’re saved.” Agate cried from the other side, her eyes brimming with tears after witnessing Maren’s skill. For the first time, she felt a real sense of hope.

Moving silently, she made her way to Winona and Tracey. As soon as she reached them, they pulled each other into a firm hug.

“You don’t have to cry anymore. We’ll be alright. Maren has vowed to take us home. With her around, we’re in good hands,” Winona reassured Agate.

They had seen what Maren could do. She had already taken down Rocky and Rocco without breaking a sweat. There was no way Lenny could win. The only thing they’d worried about was whether the handcuffs would hold her back.

However, it was now evident that even shackled, Maren was a force beyond Lenny’s control.

That single effortless move from Maren was enough to bring their hope back to life.

“That’s all you’ve got? Did playing around with women wear you out already? I was right to turn you down. After all, your stamina hardly qualifies you as a real man.”

While the shock lingered, Maren seized the moment to further provoke him.

Silence fell over the group, no one else daring to challenge Lenny.

Enraged and humiliated, Lenny, who prided himself on his charm with women, now faced unprecedented disgrace from the very woman who had defied him.

His ego was deeply wounded, particularly because she had just rejected him so openly.

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Lenny’s rage exploded as he shouted, “You damn woman! Even with handcuffs, you’re still this much trouble! I’ll cut your hands off!”

With eyes burning with anger, he charged at Maren again, swinging his cleaver wildly.

He unleashed a barrage of attacks, one after the other.

Going all out this time, he unleashed each swing with full strength, and the sharp clang of metal hitting the chain echoed through the air.

Yet Maren deflected each attack effortlessly.

“Amazing!”

The crowd was dazzled.

There was no denying Lenny’s skill–his blows came fast and fierce. Had it been any of them in Maren’s place, they wouldn’t have survived a single hit.

But Maren was holding her own impressively. Moreover, there was no trace of panic on her face.

Meanwhile, Lenny’s efforts were showing. Sweat began to form on his forehead, and his strikes became noticeably slower. His energy was waning.

“What is with this woman? Why is she so damn hard to deal with?” His nerves were starting to slip.

He noticed that no matter how he aimed, Maren countered seamlessly with her chained hands, often anticipating his moves before he made them.

It was almost as if she knew where he would strike before he did.

The way she predicted every move was unsettling.

How could she be that sharp?

“Who the hell are you?”

As Maren showed no signs of weariness, Lenny’s anxiety intensified. Despite his extensive experience and many accomplished missions in the Sovereign Underworld, he had never faced such a challenging opponent, particularly not a woman.

“It doesn’t matter who I am. What you need to realize is that I’ll kill you,” Maren retorted, her tone mocking yet composed as she effortlessly blocked each attack.

“Ah!” Lenny screamed in utter fury, overwhelmed by the depth of his disgrace.

His mind was a mess now. The difference in their strength was clear as day. Maren’s power shook him to his core, wiping away every trace of his earlier desire.

Now, the thought of her submission was impossible; he feared her too much.

“Your death is all I want now!” Lenny shouted, driven by nothing but the urge to erase the danger she had become.

Despite the throbbing in his injured right hand, he raised his arms, clenching the cleaver with all his might, and delivered what he intended to be a decisive blow.