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 youngest son–he’s next. Both your boys locked up, your illegitimate brats useless

to you, I had you

sweet little Novia, who’s the least

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

sputtered, his fury almost

stroking out before the main event.

laugh was low and full of menace, like a wolf

prey.

his voice cracking under the

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

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no,

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

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labored as he fought to keep his rage

George, she said with calm

etched across

me. A few bruises? Small price to

wink.

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

back to the door, placing her phone

everything you hold dear. And remember all those lessons about patience and timing

voice exploded on the other end. “Queenie,

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saw the message: [the police were

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

to be

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

apartment door groaned, hanging on by a

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gaze fixed

“Crack!”

The door splintered open.

in, leather jackets gleaming and faces

sneers.

Liam Foliot, Jace’s

you want? Who are you?” Queenie shrieked, her

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

back, her eyes wide and filled with fear. “No, stay back!

You’re

brows knitting together

motioning to his

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about to end

I’m going to make her wish she was never born,”

venom.

moved forward, their physiques towering and muscular, each

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

that could break walls.

time; the cops should be on this floor any minute