True Tycoon Her Empire, Her Rules

Chapter 140

Winnie scrolled through her phone, her eyes skimming over the latest news update. Though she had no idea what tactics Bacchus had employed to make Barton and Suzan confess so swiftly. seeing that justice had been served gave her a profound sense of relief. It was as if the weight she had been carrying for eighteen long years had finally been lifted. With it, something intangible inside her seemed to dissipate into the night air.

She didn’t bother to keep tabs on Kathryn’s and Quincy’s fate. Regardless of whether Kathryn would be punished by the law, Winnie felt that karma would come around. Kathryn had lived high on the hog for eighteen years, and now it was time for her to face the music. That thought alone was enough to satisfy Winnie’s sense of justice.

Setting her phone aside. Winnie checked the time. She had plans to take Ghost Baby to nurture

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No sooner had she reached the bottom of the staircase than Hobson emerged from the living room, his brow furrowed in disapproval.

“Out again? What kind of lady prowls the streets night after night? Amber?” He chided.

‘t you be more like

Winnie rubbed her temples, regretting that she had only wagered his silence for a week rather than a month. Yet, she was in a good mood tonight and retorted generously, “Nope.

Hobson was momentarily at a loss for words. Just as Winnie thought the conversation was over and turned to leave, he followed her, his tone softening slightly.

“I heard you have a knack for carving. Besides the amulet you made for the family, do you get any other pieces?”

mine just opened a new–age boutique. You seem to be pinching pennies. If you’re interested, I could put in a word

as if he

decline. “I’m not interested,” she said

he might have.

you a bone here, and you

in her tracks and turned to face him squarely. “Do I owe

he balked.

rest of the family seem to find fault with everything I do, as if I’ve taken

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never expected such a counter–attack, and his face turned a shade of red that spoke volumes of both shock and

you want courtesy? Start by

darkened further and he raised his

snapped shut as if

gaped in shock. As realization dawned, his face turned beet red

thoughtfully, then decided it was time to lay down the law. “I’ve held back out of respect for the family name. But if you can’t learn to

another word, she strode out into the night, leaving Hobson furning in silence. He had seen Winnie work

from Bacchus.

in. “Grandfather and Uncle Clifford! Winnie has