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 settles, guess who’ll

to get closer to you,

least useful, probably skipped town by

Her

sputtered, his fury almost choking

you stroking out before the

and full of menace,

prey.

his voice cracking under the weight of his

fearful, “Jace, don’t hang up just

You’re Truly

no, I’m

with fury. “I’ll make you wish you were

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grew ragged, and each inhale labored as he fought

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

etched across

Small price to pay,”

wink.

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

to the door, placing her phone

close attention. You’re about to lose your son and everything you hold dear. And remember all those lessons

other end. “Queenie, you’re

You’re

saw the message: [the police were seconds

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

be rewarded for helping

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

door groaned, hanging on

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expression tightened, her gaze fixed on the

“Crack!”

The door splintered open.

in, leather jackets gleaming and faces set

sneers.

Liam Foliot, Jace’s

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

my

with fear. “No, stay

You’re Truly

his brows knitting together

snapped, motioning

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men, about to

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

venom.

dozen men moved forward, their physiques towering and muscular, each one more imposing

These men ⚫ were

that could break walls.