Shining Bright After Rebirth

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

to get closer to you, I had

little Novia, who’s the least useful, probably skipped town

bet you are.” Her voice was like

sputtered, his fury almost choking him. “You… Queenie,

get too worked up,” Queenie cut in smoothly. “Wouldn’t want you stroking out before the main event. Stick around. You’re about to hear your youngest boy get hauled off

was low and full of menace, like

prey.

his voice cracking

up just yet. I want you to hear your son

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Oh no,

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

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ragged, and each inhale labored as he

eyes. Turning to George, she said with calm assurance, “George, head to the bedroom

concern etched across

me. A few bruises? Small price to pay,” she said with

wink.

hinges rattling under the relentless pounding, then nodded. “Be careful,” he

placing her phone strategically on the

to lose your son and everything you hold dear. And remember all those lessons about patience and timing you taught me? They’re coming back to bite you. And it

on the other end. “Queenie, you’re a damn

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and she saw the message: [the police were seconds

was small but razor–sharp. Jace’s

be rewarded

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

hanging on by

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her gaze fixed

“Crack!”

The door splintered open.

poured in, leather jackets gleaming and

sneers.

was Liam Foliot, Jace’s youngest

want? Who are you?” Queenie shrieked, her voice high and

with hatred. “You destroyed my family, Queenie!

fear. “No, stay back! I

You’re

brows knitting together as doubt flickered across his

motioning to his men.

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men, about to end

her down. I’m going to make her wish she was never born,” Liam snarled, his

venom.

physiques towering and muscular, each one

These men ⚫ were all from the underworld–broad–shouldered, with

that could break walls.