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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forget your youngest son–he’s next. Both your boys locked up, your illegitimate brats useless as ever. When the dust settles,

granddaughter to get closer to you,

the least useful, probably skipped

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

his fury almost choking him. “You… Queenie,

worked up,” Queenie cut in smoothly. “Wouldn’t want you stroking out before the

laugh was low and full of

prey.

wouldn’t dare!” Jace roared, his voice cracking under the weight of his

up

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Oh no, I’m so

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

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and each inhale labored as he fought

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

hesitated, concern etched across

price

wink.

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

back to the door, placing her phone strategically on the

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

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

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and she saw the message: [the police

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

about to be

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

hanging

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her gaze fixed on the

“Crack!”

The door splintered open.

dozen men poured in, leather jackets gleaming and faces

sneers.

them was Liam

do you want? Who are you?” Queenie

my family, Queenie! Tonight, it’s your

and filled with fear. “No, stay back! I

You’re Truly

paused, his brows knitting together as doubt flickered across his

the crap!” he snapped, motioning to

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to end this as quick as

make her wish she was never born,” Liam

venom.

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

her lips together, her eyes cold. These men ⚫ were

that could break walls.

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