Chapter 556: Chapter 556

Chapter 556:

Melany knew, from this moment onward, it would be an unending fight to the death between Amor and Allison. She even found herself hoping that neither of them would survive.

A glimmer of malice danced in her eyes.

Amor’s gaze had already drifted to the revolver on the table, one she’d subtly altered to change the bullet’s path. With full confidence, she picked it up.

“Scarlet Snake, five blanks in a row. Think this one’s live?” Amor’s lips stretched into a manic grin.

She wanted to see if Allison would walk away this time. But Allison met her gaze with serene defiance, even allowing a smile to play at her lips.

She raised her index finger to her temple.

“Amor, go ahead — right here. Give it your best shot.” The crowd froze in shock.

Was she mad?

Everyone was utterly floored by Allison’s audacity.

She was bold, even brazen.

Outside, Kellan’s face darkened.

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A glacial intensity burned in his gaze, as if one could feel an arctic chill just by looking into his eyes.

If anything happened to Allison, Kellan would stop at nothing to make Amor pay dearly.

Kylo observed the scene, intrigued.

There was a madness and raw intensity in Allison that was rarely seen.

It was a sharp instinct shared by those of their kind.

He could almost guess her ploy. An experienced hand could indeed tamper with a revolver undetected.

But he wasn’t entirely sure if he was right.

Amor’s face contorted with rage. “Before you start boasting, ask yourself if Lady Luck is on your side.” With that, she gripped the revolver tightly.

A twisted, malicious smirk spread across Amor’s face.

“Farewell, Miss Scarlet Snake.”

As the trigger was pulled, the room fell into a deep silence.

In her mind, Amor pictured Allison collapsing on the spot, her forehead marked by a gory splash of red as life drained from her in an instant.

After all, she’d tampered with the revolver during the last round.

But nothing happened. Amor’s plan had backfired.

Allison stood there, unscathed.

“Seems like Lady Luck’s with me after all,” Allison remarked. She picked up the revolver without hesitation. “Amor, looks like it’s your turn now.” And with that, she raised it.

In an instant, a wave of commotion rippled through the crowd like a tidal surge.

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