NovelUSAChapter 898 Chapter 898 Phantom Eye's gaze lingered on Shiloh's figure, noting her delicate yet perfectly sculpted curves. Once Kenny's business was handled, he figured he might as well have sfun with her-maybe even rekindle an old flame.
These were the thoughts leisurely playing out in Phantom Eye's mind. Reality, however, was an entirely different story-Shiloh slapped him so hard that blood gushed out of his mouth as he flew back over 30 feet in an instant, and a loud crash echoed as his body slammed into the ground.
Phantom Eye felt like his jaw was about to shatter. His entire head was throbbing, the pain unbearable.
At first, the slap had looked so light, almost weightless. Yet, the moment it reached him, it felt like a helicopter rotor tearing through the air, carrying a force that could crush mountains.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis survival instincts kicked in immediately, but it was too late. He silently cursed, 'Shit! I've misjudged her strength! I'm screwed!' Natasha and Dylan were utterly stunned, and so was everyone else in the airport.
Phantom Eye's two bodyguards froze for a few seconds before they snapped out of their shock. Even then, there was nothing they could do.
As soon as Shiloh's slap was done, she was already closing the distance with two swift steps. Then, she lifted her foot and stomped down.
Phantom Eye roared in fury as a bloodthirsty, almost tangible aura erupted from him. His single remaining eye burned with murderous intent.
"Who the hell are you?! If you think you can just takeout like this, I'll make sure you regret it!" Phantom Eye slammed both hands against the floor, leaving two deep imprints. Using that momentum, his body sprang up like a compressed spring, launching straight at Shiloh in retaliation. His speed and reaction twere nothing short of terrifying. Even Dylan and Natasha were sweating just watching him counterattack.
After all, he was a semi-martial king and a ranked Underworld Index fighter. This level of combat ability was nearly flawless.
Yet, what happened next left Dylan and Natasha dumbfounded.
Shiloh's foot did not even budge.
Phantom Eye's arms shot up in defense as he clawed toward her ankle, aiming to rip through the joint. However, all that effort led to one outcome-Shiloh's foot ccrashing down like a steel pillar, shattering his guard like it was made of paper.
She did not stop there. Her stomp carried through, slamming straight into Phantom Eye's chest. His body hit the airport floor so hard that the tiles cracked beneath him, forming a human-shaped crater.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPhantom Eye's eye widened in sheer, paralyzing horror, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his lips. He weakly lifted a trembling finger, pointing at Shiloh.
"Y-You..." He stammered, trying to form words. Before he could finish, his head tilted to the side, and he passed out cold.
Shiloh remained completely unfazed. Lifting her sneaker, she inspected it briefly, then sighed in frustration. She muttered, "Damn it. I just got paid fifteen grand, and I already wrecked a pair of shoes. I'm not letting Andrew get away with this-I'm getting reimbursed." 1/2 Chapter 898 +25 BONUS Dylan and Natasha exchanged a glance, both gulping instinctively. The only word that popped into their heads was 'monster'. They finally understood why Andrew had sent Shiloh to 'discipline' Phantom Eye.
And Phantom Eye? He was so receptive to criticism that he was already lying there, touched to the point of unconsciousness.
Phantom Eye's two bodyguards immediately fled, tripping over themselves and scrambling toward v.e. the exit like their lives depended on it. They did not even look back, and one was terrified that his pants were visibly soaked. Natasha scoffed. "Forget those small fries. Grab Phantom Eye and take him to Mr. Lloyd-now." Dylan stepped forward, forcing an awkward smile. “Master Shiloh, you are just too-" Shiloh slapped him across the face without hesitation.
Dylan clutched his cheek, eyes welling up. "W-Why'd you hit me?"
Shiloh's tone was calm. "Remember this-I hate being called 'Master You can callMissy, Miss, or Lady, Whatev Just never call'Master'." Dylan did not dare argue. "Y-Yes, Ms. Greene!" Today's Bonus Offer mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1
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