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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boys locked up, your illegitimate brats useless as ever. When the dust

granddaughter to get closer to you, I had you in the palm of my

who’s the least useful, probably skipped town

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

fury almost choking him. “You…

stroking out before the main event. Stick around. You’re about to hear your

low and full of menace,

prey.

Jace roared, his voice cracking under the weight

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

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Oh no, I’m

dare-” Jace’s voice cracked with fury. “I’ll make

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each inhale labored as he fought

said with calm assurance, “George, head to the bedroom and wait for me. I’ll handle the

hesitated, concern etched across

A few bruises? Small price to pay,”

wink.

rattling under the relentless

the door, placing her phone

And remember all those lessons

exploded on the other

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him and she saw the

razor–sharp. Jace’s little underworld empire was about

about to be rewarded

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

hanging on by a

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her gaze fixed on the

“Crack!”

The door splintered open.

poured in, leather jackets gleaming and faces set

sneers.

was Liam Foliot, Jace’s youngest

you?” Queenie shrieked, her voice high and

my family,

with fear.

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knitting together as doubt flickered

motioning to his men. “End

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to end this as quick as they

get in there and strip her down. I’m going to make her wish she was never

venom.

and muscular, each one more imposing

pressed her lips together, her eyes cold. These

that could break walls.

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