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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illegitimate

moment I saved your granddaughter to get closer to you,

who’s the least useful, probably skipped town by

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

his fury almost choking him. “You…

before the

of menace, like a wolf savoring

prey.

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

“Jace, don’t hang up just yet. I want

929 You’re

Oh no, I’m so

cracked with fury.

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breathing grew ragged, and each inhale labored as he fought to keep his rage from overwhelming

her eyes. Turning to George, she said with calm assurance, “George,

hesitated, concern etched across his face.

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

wink.

the door one last wary glance, its hinges rattling under the

door, placing her phone strategically on

remember all those lessons about patience and timing you taught me?

other end.

You’re

ignored him and she saw the message: [the police were seconds

grin was small but razor–sharp. Jace’s

be rewarded for

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

hanging

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tightened, her gaze fixed on

“Crack!”

The door splintered open.

poured in, leather jackets

sneers.

Liam Foliot,

you?” Queenie shrieked, her voice high and

eyes burned with hatred. “You destroyed my family, Queenie! Tonight, it’s your

and filled with fear. “No,

You’re

paused, his brows knitting together as doubt

the crap!” he snapped, motioning to his

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his men, about to end this as quick as they

make her wish she was never

venom.

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

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

that could break walls.

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