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

to get closer to you, I had

the least useful, probably skipped town

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

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

out before the main event. Stick

and full of menace, like a wolf

prey.

dare!” Jace roared, his voice cracking under the weight

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 Truly

Oh no,

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

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

spark of satisfaction in her eyes. Turning to George, she said with calm assurance, “George, head to the

hesitated, concern etched across his

few bruises? Small price to pay,”

wink.

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

turned back to the door, placing

attention. You’re about 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

on the other

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and she saw the

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

about to be rewarded

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

hanging on by a thread.

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gaze fixed

“Crack!”

The door splintered open.

dozen men poured in, leather jackets gleaming

sneers.

was Liam Foliot, Jace’s youngest

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

destroyed my family,

filled with fear. “No, stay

You’re

brows knitting together as doubt flickered across

motioning to his men. “End this

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his men, about to end this as quick as

her down. I’m going to make her wish she

venom.

physiques towering and muscular, each one

her lips together, her eyes cold. These men

that could break walls.

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