When the Flame of Love Fades (Sierra) novel Chapter 114

Chapter 114 A Pointed Response

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Just as Brendan was about to speak, Sierra suddenly made her move.

No one knew how she did it, but by the time everyone reacted, Brendan’s neck was already slashed, blood streaming out.

Startled then furious, Brendan aimed a kick at Sierra, but she had anticipated it and dodged gracefully. She dusted off non- existent dirt from her clothing and scoffed,

“I just said I’m protective, and although I don’t know who was you referring to, I didn’t like what I heard. If I’m not comfortable, no one else should be either.”

With that, she glanced at Brendan’s blood–streaked neck and sneered, “Consider this a greeting gift from me; no need to

thank me.”

Leaving those words behind. Sierra turned and walked out, her commanding presence leaving everyone too intimidated to stop her.

By the time people snapped to her, Sierra was already gone.

Fuming, Brendan barely contained his anger as he turned to a recently composed Kason, “Mr. Kason, your guest lin

Kason glanced at him and chuckled, “She was actually holding back.”

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Otherwise. Brendan might not be able to speak right now. Truth be told, Sierra intrigued him more with each encounter. She always managed to surprise him.

Hearing Kason’s words, Brendan was disgruntled, “Are you defending her?”

“Brendan, what are you talking about? She’s my fiancee; if I don’t protect her, who will?”

Understanding Kason’s stance, Brendan was displeased but dared not clash with him.

Externally, their friendship was reputed to be solid, but in reality, Brendan’s status couldn’t compare to the Richardson family; he relied on Kason.

So, although it was hard to swallow, he had no choice but to endure. However, he still felt a twinge of resentment.

“Such a fiery person, if Mr. Kason really brings her into the family, it’s going to turn everything upside down.”

“That’s precisely why it’s fun.”

Kason’s smile was particularly vile, “The ones who just lie down and spread their legs for you, Mr. Brendan, you wouldn’t take a second look at either, right?”

Brendan, reminded of something, nodded, “You have a point.”

The two exchanged a knowing look, sharing an understanding. Meanwhile, Sierra had just left the club and finally began to relax her tense body.

Her sudden action had been driven by a boiling over of patience–if possible, she would have loved nothing more than to snap that beast’s neck.

Additionally, she wanted to pique Kason’s interest; only then would he fall faster into her trap.

She opened her palm to reveal a sharply honed steel needle, always carried with her–a habit developed in prison, though back then, she only had a sharpened toothbrush.

While today’s display might hasten Kason’s interest, it would also make him cautious.

After walking a while, she sensed something off–she was being followed.