The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1433

At that exact moment, Alex's eyes snapped open. There was no trace of sleep in his gaze—only cold, predatory awareness.

He had felt the shift in the air. The second the window lock gave way, he had been awake.

Years of cutthroat corporate warfare and living with a target on his back had honed his instincts to a razor's edge.

In a split second, Alex rolled violently to the side, dodging the lethal strike.

The blade grazed the fabric of his shirt and buried itself deep into the wooden headboard with a sickening thud.

"Harold."

Alex's voice was absolute ice. He reached out, clamping a brutal grip on Harold's wrist and twisting it hard.

Harold let out a muffled groan as blinding pain shot up his arm. The knife clattered to the floor.

Fighting through the pain, he swung his free fist toward Alex's jaw, throwing all his weight behind the punch.

Anticipating the move, Alex blocked the strike and drove a punishing elbow straight into Harold's ribs.

Staggering backward, Harold slammed into the wall. "You always were a paranoid bastard, Alex. Can't believe I didn't finish the job."

Pushing himself off the bed, Alex stood in the center of the room. "Did you really think hiding in Penang would save you?"

"I breached your compound tonight. Tomorrow, I end you."

"You're too arrogant for your own good," Harold laughed, his eyes dark with malice.

"Penang is my territory, not your playground."

"Following me here was a death sentence."

"I missed tonight, but you won't live to see the end of the week."

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