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

granddaughter to get closer to you, I had you in

Novia, who’s the least useful, probably

I bet you are.” Her voice was like

almost choking him. “You… Queenie,

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

of menace, like

prey.

voice

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

You’re

Oh no, I’m

fury. “I’ll make

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as he

to George, she said with calm assurance, “George, head

etched across

Small price to pay,”

wink.

one last wary glance, its hinges rattling under the relentless pounding, then nodded. “Be careful,”

to the door, placing her phone strategically on the

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 will be

voice exploded on the other end.

You’re Truly

ignored him and she saw the message:

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

about to be rewarded for helping root

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

apartment door groaned, hanging on by a

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gaze fixed on the

“Crack!”

The door splintered open.

men poured in, leather jackets

sneers.

Liam Foliot, Jace’s

you?” Queenie shrieked, her voice high

“You destroyed my

stumbled back, her eyes wide and filled with fear. “No, stay back! I don’t know who you

You’re Truly

brows knitting together as doubt flickered across

crap!” he snapped, motioning to his men. “End this

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to his men, about to

there and strip her down. I’m going to make her wish she was never born,” Liam snarled, his voice thick

venom.

physiques towering and muscular, each one more imposing

her lips together, her eyes cold. These men ⚫ were all from the underworld–broad–shouldered,

that could break walls.