My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce (Hannah) novel Chapter 174

A shiver of pure terror ran down Sandra's spine. She scrambled backward on the pavement, trying to put distance between them.

"Get up." Quennel's voice was devoid of warmth, his eyes carrying an order that could not be refused.

Sandra looked up, her own eyes wide and bloodshot, her face ashen. She wanted to run.

The driver, anticipating her move, stood ready.

"Ms. Woods, I suggest you stand up. You don't want to see what happens when the young master gets angry," he advised.

Sandra's breathing grew ragged. Swallowing hard, she slowly pushed herself to her feet.

The moment she was steady, a powerful hand shot out and clamped around her neck, yanking her forward. She stumbled, her hands flying up to claw at his grip, but his strength was immense. Her face flushed red as she beat helplessly against his arm.

"Let me find out you've laid a hand on Hannah again," Quennel's voice was a low, menacing whisper, "and the person in that video will be you. Do you understand?"

He had been aware of her petty schemes for some time but had chosen not to interfere. This time, however, she had gone too far, tarnishing Hannah's reputation.

Sandra's body trembled violently, her blood running cold. The tiny vessels in her face felt ready to burst as she stared at him, gasping for air.

"Answer me!"

"I... I understand. Please... let me go... I'm begging you."

Quennel released her, shoving her away like a piece of trash.

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