Chapter 929 You’re Truly Vicious

George said, “Relax…”

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

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Before he could finish, loud, aggressive banging erupted at the door.

Both Queenie and George flinched, startled by the sudden noise.

Queenie’s gut told her it had to be Jace Foliot’s goons.

That old fox must’ve woken up, and she knew exactly how he’d play his hand.

Queenie’s eyes glinted with a dangerous determination as she grabbed her phone.

She’d done her homework on Jace. Every secret, every ally–she had it all mapped out.

She knew he had shady connections, and if cornered, he’d lash out like a wounded animal.

And now, here they were, right on cue.

After rattling off her address to the dispatcher, she ended the call.

Chapter 929 You’re Truly Vicious Then she dialed Jace directly.

As expected, the line barely rang before he picked up.

“You conniving witch, Queenie! You tricked me, gave me that filthy disease, and now you think you can steal my company? Over my dead body!

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“Calling me now to beg? Ha! You’re too late. I’ll make sure you wish you were never born!”

Jace’s voice was thick with rage and overconfidence.

He thought this was a call of plea from Queenie.

“Pff!” Queenie couldn’t hold it in and let out a chuckle, light and sharp like a knife. H

“What the hell are you laughing at?” Jace’s tone turned suspicious.

“Oh, Jace, you sad, sad man,” she purred, her voice dripping with mock pity. “Did you really think I’d let you get the upper hand? Your eldest son? He’s going to jail. And guess who turned him in? Your own darling daughter–in–law.

“You’ve burned every bridge, Jace. Your nephews? They’d rather see your company in pieces than lift a finger to save it.

“You never planted a single seed, but now you want shade? Pathetic. Sending a pack of meatheads to scare me? That’s your grand plan?

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Chapter 929 You’re Truly Vicious

“All you’re doing is digging your own grave faster.

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Both your boys locked up, your illegitimate brats useless as ever. When the dust settles, guess who’ll be

closer to you, I

the least

Oh, I bet you are.” Her voice was like honey

fury almost

cut in smoothly. “Wouldn’t want you stroking out before the main event. Stick around. You’re about to

and full of menace, like a wolf

prey.

wouldn’t dare!” Jace roared, his voice cracking under the weight of his

fearful, “Jace, don’t hang up just yet. I want you to hear your son getting arrested with your

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no, I’m

fury. “I’ll make you wish

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grew ragged, and each inhale labored as he fought to keep his rage from overwhelming

satisfaction in her eyes. Turning to George, she said with calm assurance, “George, head to the bedroom and wait for me.

concern etched across his face.

Small price to pay,” she said

wink.

last wary glance, its hinges rattling under the relentless pounding,

to the door, placing her

those lessons about patience and timing

voice exploded on the other end.

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him and she saw the message: [the

razor–sharp. Jace’s little underworld

about to be rewarded for

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

hanging on by a thread.

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expression tightened, her gaze fixed on

“Crack!”

The door splintered open.

leather

sneers.

was Liam Foliot, Jace’s youngest

are you?” Queenie shrieked, her

burned with hatred. “You destroyed my

filled with fear. “No, stay back!

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paused, his brows knitting together as doubt

snapped, motioning to his

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gestured to his men, about to end this as quick as they

make her wish she was never born,” Liam snarled,

venom.

physiques towering and muscular, each one more imposing

pressed her lips together, her eyes cold. These men ⚫ were all from

that could break walls.

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