The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67 Tyler’s Death

A sudden shriek shattered Tyler’s short–lived peace.

He whirled around in time to see Curt’s body crash to the ground with a heavy thump.

A dagger had been driven deep into Curt’s heart.

A woman wrenched the blade free, then locked eyes with Tyler, sending a chill through his veins.

In that instant, he realized he’d stumbled straight into a trap.

She must have lured them into the forest on purpose, steering them towards her hiding spot.

Unable to spot her, they had to split up and search.

During that confusion, Maren slipped back unnoticed through the tall grass.

“You can’t do this! I’m the heir to the Angels of Death! If I die, you’ll be in serious trouble!”

Maren advanced slowly, dagger in hand, each step like a countdown to Tyler’s death, so he blurted out his identity in a panic.

He knew there’d be no second chance if he stayed silent.

Pinning all his hopes on her fear of the Angels of Death’s wrath, he gambled everything for his life.

“So you’re the heir, huh?” Maren arched an eyebrow. She had expected a big shot in that guarded tent, but she hadn’t counted on someone quite so important. But he seemed nothing more than a spoiled brat.

“You should know, if you kill me, not only will the Angels of Death hunt you down, but the Sovereign Underworld will too! They won’t just let this go!”

Tyler believed his point had made an impact. He emphasized the potential repercussions and strategically mentioned the Sovereign Underworld to intensify the threat.

Concerned that Maren might underestimate the threat, Tyler began to exaggerate the fearsomeness of the Sovereign Underworld.

“Do you have connections with the Sovereign Underworld?” Maren inquired.

“Absolutely! I’m not just acquainted with him; we’re practically buddies. His code name is Scorpion. If anything happens to me, he’ll be on your trail too!”

In his desperation to survive, Tyler found himself fabricating the extent of his ties.

The Sovereign Underworld’s reputation was globally notorious. Even a hint of their involvement could unsettle

most.

Moreover, armed with his status as the heir to the Angels of Death, Tyler was convinced that his safety was

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assured.

Once he was free, he planned to gather his forces and take Maren down.

Just a woman? Throughout his life, Tyler had slept with many women and never taken them serious.

As these thoughts crossed his mind, he couldn’t help but let his gaze drift over Maren’s figure.

She was stunning.

Far more attractive than any woman he’d previously encountered.

Maren noticed Tyler’s lingering gaze immediately, though she chose not to show any reaction.

She was familiar with his type. They always met the same fate–death.

“Are you suggesting that if no one knows you were killed by me, I’d be safe?”

“Yeah, exactly, just don’t… Wait, what are you implying?” Tyler’s confidence wavered mid–sentence as he sensed an unsettling undertone in Maren’s words.

Her next words sent a cold down his spine.

“Precisely as I stated. You’re the sole witness. If you were gone, nobody would know.”

“No, that’s not what I was getting at!” Tyler’s words tumbled out in a rush, his anxiety mounting. He had hoped she might spare him.

“That’s exactly my point, though.”

With swift precision, Maren drew her blade across Tyler’s neck.

Blood erupted in a grim spray.

Tyler couldn’t even muster a scream. He only managed to look at Maren with a mix of shock and disbelief as he fell, his life ending in an instant.

Maren had no intention of letting him live.