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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not forget your youngest son–he’s next. Both your boys locked up, your illegitimate brats useless as ever. When the dust settles, guess who’ll be holding all

to you, I had you in the palm

sweet little Novia, who’s the least useful, probably skipped

Her voice was like honey

sputtered, his fury almost choking

get too worked up,” Queenie cut in smoothly. “Wouldn’t want you stroking out before the main event. Stick around. You’re about to hear your

laugh was low and full of menace, like

prey.

Jace roared, his voice cracking

door and said into the phone, her tone mockingly fearful, “Jace, don’t hang up just yet. I want you to hear your son

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no, I’m so

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

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grew ragged, and each inhale labored as he fought

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

hesitated, concern etched across

A few bruises? Small price to pay,”

wink.

glance, its hinges rattling under

to the door, placing her phone strategically on the

all those lessons about patience and timing you taught me? They’re coming back to bite you. And

on the other end.

You’re

him and she saw the message:

razor–sharp. Jace’s little

be rewarded for helping

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

door groaned, hanging on by a thread.

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tightened, her gaze

“Crack!”

The door splintered open.

men poured in, leather jackets gleaming and faces

sneers.

them was Liam Foliot, Jace’s

are you?” Queenie shrieked, her

destroyed my family, Queenie! Tonight,

fear. “No, stay back! I don’t know who you

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knitting together as doubt

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

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men, about to end this as quick as they

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

venom.

physiques towering and muscular,

together, her eyes cold. These men

that could break walls.

of the time; the cops should be on this floor

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