Top Assassins Call Me The Lady Boss novel Chapter 3

Chapter 3: “You think I am joking.”

Chapter Three

Asli paced back and forth on the limb, cursing her foolishness. She still could not believe she had let her enemy get the upper hand, landing a shot that now throbbed with pain. Maybe she believed it now but she couldn't bring herself to accept it.

Face to face and gun to gun, she replayed all the ways she could've taken him down. Why had she hesitated? Why hadn't she pulled the trigger when she had the chance?

Those questions wouldn't leave her head. She kept asking herself over and over again. If anyone learned about this, she wouldn't survive the humiliation. She knew he wouldn't keep quiet about it either. First time facing each other and he landed a gun wound on her; the infamous lady boss. _{free\we,bnovel.c o(m)}

Mrs. Ferry's voice broke into her thoughts, laced with concern. "Lisa, what happened? You bled on stage."

Asli's mind raced as she concocted a hasty lie. "I...I fell during a rehearsal." Her hesitation didn't go unnoticed, and Mrs. Ferry's eyes narrowed.

"That's a lot of blood for just a fall, unless... unless it was from a height and that, you and I know you wouldn't be alive." Mrs. Ferry's voice trailed off, her suspicion written all over her face and in her tone.

"Let it go!" Asli's patience wore thin, her irritation boiling over. "I'm warning you, Mrs. Ferry, don't push me further."

But the manager persisted, her voice laced with concern. "Lisa, I need to know what happened. What if you had collapsed on stage? We're lucky you finished the performance. Do you—"

Asli's anger erupted her words like venom. "I'll cut off your fingers and feed them to you if you don't back off! Do you want to know how I got hurt? Maybe it's none of your business!"

Mrs. Ferry took a step back, her eyes widening in surprise, but her decision to have her confide in her remained. "You're at it again with your empty threats, Lisa. Cut off my fingers? Really?" She scoffed, but her voice trembled slightly, betraying her fear.

Asli sneered, her frustration mounting. "You think I'm joking! Do you think I'm just a pampered artist who can't take care of herself? You're stuck on me like glue, always prying, always questioning. Can't you just leave me alone?" This was the most she had spoken to anyone.

Mrs. Ferry's expression softened, her eyes filled with a deep understanding. "Lisa, I'm only trying to help. I've watched you grow into the talented artist you are today. I care about what happens to you, on and off stage."

Asli's anger faltered, her gaze dropping away from Mrs. Ferry's piercing eyes. How did she get stuck with this woman who thought she needed anyone to care for her?

Asli's thoughts drifted to the stark contrast between her two worlds. In the spotlight, she had fans, a manager, and a nanny who cared about her well-being.

But in the shadows of the Mafia, injuries were mere scratches, and lives were expendable. No one bothered with feelings or empathy, only the mission mattered.

Mrs. Ferry's murmurs broke into her thoughts, and Asli's gaze narrowed. "You know I can hear you," she said, her eyes piercing the older woman.

If only the older woman knew the truth – that she was not Lisa but Asli. That she was a skilled assassin, numb to the value of life.

To this woman in front of her, she believed she belonged to this world; a singer, a performer. They were all but a disguise that brought her a strange sense of comfort.

Mrs. Ferry continued, oblivious to Asli's secrets. "You hear the slightest noise. You're so talented, Lisa. Sometimes I think you're in the wrong profession. You'd make a great detective!"

Asli's patience wore thin. "Can we leave now? I need to see my doctor." She cut Mrs. Ferry short, her tone firm.

The manager's expression turned stern. "Yes, and I'm supposed to know everything about you, including your doctor's identity. I'm your manager, Lisa. What will the CEO think when he finds out you're seeing a mysterious doctor behind my back?"

"Keep at it, and you'll never see me again," Asli warned, her eyes flashing with a hint of danger.

Mrs. Ferry's lips tightened, familiar with Asli's penchant for disappearing when pushed too far.

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