Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 2104

Joel woke with a start, his heart hammering in his chest. He quickly sprang to attention, grabbing a pillow and hurling it at the guard.

"What's with all the panic? Is the world collapsing?" he snapped.

Ignoring Joel's frustration, the guard moved closer, his voice quivering. "D-Destiny Corporation's staff have broken in!"

"What? How did they find this place?" Joel asked, still in shock.

Zac had been right—trouble had started the moment Joel arrived at the hideout.

"We don't know. They're heavily armed, and we're outnumbered. Most of our men are down, and only a few are still holding their ground. Mr. Franco, you need to decide quickly!" the guard pleaded.

Joel sprang from the bed, pacing back and forth in a frantic daze. "What do we do? What do we do?"

With Destiny Corporation on their heels, their cover was blown. Outnumbered and outgunned, rushing out would make them easy targets. Fleeing wasn't a better option—if caught, they'd be executed immediately. Either way, it seemed there was no way out.

Joel couldn't shake the growing suspicion that Zac had intentionally set him up. After all, how else could Destiny Corporation have pinpointed his location the moment he came?

Joel slapped his thigh in frustration, cursing himself for ever teaming up with Zac.

The loud smack against his bare leg seemed to jolt his mind, and in an instant, an idea clicked. "Wait, I've got it!" he exclaimed.

The woman Zac had captured the day before was still locked up and had ties to Destiny Corporation. If he released her, he could fabricate a story for Destiny Corporation's forces.

He could say he had been pretending to side with Zac, all while secretly waiting for the right opportunity to align with them.

Though the explanation might seem flimsy, releasing the woman could still be seen as a fortunate, last-ditch reprieve.

Given Destiny Corporation's reputation for treating prisoners well, they were unlikely to harm him.

Yes, that was his move.

Joel silently committed to his plan, his face setting with determination. "Where's the key to the dungeon?"

Before Joel could finish, unconsciousness took over.

Abigail stepped over him, twisting his thumbs with precision. Sharp cracks reverberated through the air as her fingers were forced back into place.

It was clear that Joel had severely underestimated her. If she couldn't even break free from a pair of handcuffs, how could she possibly maintain any reputation in this world?

But there was no time to dwell on that now. Escaping was her only priority.

Without hesitation, Abigail snatched Joel's gun and moved swiftly, her focus locked on the task ahead.

As she emerged from the dungeon, an eerie silence greeted her—there was no sign of anyone.

Standing at the entrance, she surveyed the empty surroundings. Her brow furrowed in confusion as she tapped the butt of her gun against her temple. "This is strange… Where is everyone?"

Suddenly, the distant sound of gunfire pierced the silence.