Chapter 627: Chapter 627

Chapter 627:

“Mr. Lloyd, you haven’t looked close enough.” She tipped her head toward a mural-adorned wall. “Why not take a proper look?”

Kellan knew Allison well enough to recognize she was hinting at something. He moved closer, letting his gaze sweep the wall until he spotted it — a hollow spot, faintly recessed.

“It’s… hollow.”

With a quick tap, he found a protruding edge. It turned out that the wall had a few more hidden compartments. A soft click echoed in the quiet hall, and a hidden floor panel sprang open beside him.

There, nestled in the compartment, lay a chest about waist-high.

He was utterly shocked when he opened it.

The chest was packed — half with firearms and ammunition, and beneath that, a stash of glinting black-gold daggers. He let out a low, impressed whistle, reaching in and plucking out a dagger and then an AK with the easy confidence of someone handling a toy rather than a weapon.

“Well, well, it looks like you’ve got more secrets up your sleeve than I thought.”

The way he handled each weapon — it would chill any soul to the bone.

“And this place… It’s quite unique,” he continued.

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He scanned the chest, noticing some gun models that were only available in Vrining.

Allison shrugged nonchalantly. “Just a little safe house,” she said, tapping the chest as if it were any other household fixture. “The perfect hideout. No one would suspect an assassin’s lair here.”

Melany and the others would have no idea that the villa’s high-security features, like iris scanners in every corner, weren’t just for show. Allison was always practical. This place was meant to evade enemies.

Every design here was her own creation.

She smiled, her fingers brushing over a hidden panel that triggered yet another compartment. A high-speed lift mechanism revealed a cabinet.

“Careful now,” she warned. “There are trigger traps inside.”

Kellan felt a rare spark of adrenaline ignite, one he hadn’t felt in years. This was Allison in her element — unpredictable, daring, intoxicating.

“Looks like you’ve got quite the setup here,” he said, eyeing her.

“Care for a practice duel with me?”

“Why not?”

Allison certainly didn’t miss the joy in his eyes. It was rare to find someone who shared her thirst for danger. She was thrilled at the thought of testing herself against him, matching skill for skill.

She gestured towards a door leading below. “The underground practice room is soundproof. Perfect for a little friendly match,” she said, leading the way. Then she seemed to recall something. “Now that I think about it, we’ve sparred before, but never really gave it our all. This time, I’m curious to see your actual strength.”

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