Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob… Now Your Queen Runs It Novel

Chapter 16 Chapter 16 Meanwhile. Everett returned to the estate and locked himself in his study. Thalia was a nervous wreck, waiting for the door to burst open and for Everett to drag her away. But three days passed with nothing but silence. Everett even sent word through the butler that she should eat well while nursing the kids. Just as she started to breathe again, Sam walked into the study with a thick file. He laid the documents on Everett's desk. "Boss, the border footage is all here. Fiona wasn't lying. Thalia was the one who ordered the transfer to Golden Branch." "And there's more.

Thalia saw Skylar on her very first day in Juarez. She knew exactly what was happening to her the whole time." Everett opened the video files. The first clip was Skylar's arrival-her being beaten and brutalized the second she stepped off the van. Her screams through the speakers felt like white-hot needles in Everett's brain. His eyes turned bloodshot. He memorized every single face on that screen-every man who had touched her. He watched as they forced her to eat filth and punished her with stomach-turning cruelty every time she tried to fight back.

Then, he saw himself and Thalia in the more recent footage. He realized now that Skylar had seen him the moment he arrived. She had been begging for him. But just as their eyes were about to meet, Thalia had stepped into his line of sight, blocking her out. Her first plea for help had been silenced by the woman he "loved." The scene jumped to the VIP suite. Skylar was right there on stage, masked and drugged, unable to make a sound. He had been feet away from her and never even noticed. As the dancers filed out, she had ripped off the mask, but he had been looking at his phone. But Thalia?

Thalia had looked her right in the eye. And she hadn't said a goddamn word. second failed attempt. A second round of torture for Skylar. Because she kept trying to reach him, her punishments had only gotten more barbaric. As the last video faded to black, Everett's eyes were like two pits of frozen hell. 11:12 Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob Now Your Queen Puns It 70.00 He looked at Sam, his voice a low, lethal growl. "Bring Thalia to me. Now." Sam turned to go, but before he could reach the door, a blood-curdling scream erupted from downstairs.

Everett marched out of the study and down the grand staircase. He reached the foyer to find two guards holding Thalia while his mother delivered a staggering blow to her face. "You heartless bitch!" his mother screamed. "You framed Skylar, let Everett dump her in that hellhole, watched her suffer, and then sold her to the slaughterhouse! How can you be this evil?!" Thalia's face was already swelling. Her children were being held back by guards, wailing for their mother. The staff stood paralyzed in the corners, terrified to move. His mother was shaking with rage, her chest heaving.

The moment she saw Everett, she stormed over and slapped him, too. "Look at her, Everett! Look at your 'true love'! You destroyed Skylar for this monster! I am ashamed to call you my son!" Everett took the hit without flinching. He deserved much worse. Once she had exhausted her fury, he spoke quietly. "Mom, this started with me. Let me finish it. I'll give you the justice Skylar deserves." His mother knew Everett didn't make empty promises. If he said he'd handle it, Thalia was as good as dead. "Just so you know, Skylar is awake.

If you ever want to see her again, you know what has to be done here." With that final warning, she swept out of the estate. As the doors slammed shut, Thalia collapsed to her knees, ho kids rushing into her arms. he didn't even feel the pain in her face. Hearing her children sob was the only thing that could still hurt her. "Don't cry, babies. Mommy's okay," she whispered through her tears. She looked up at Everett, her eyes desperate. "Everett, please... just take the kids away. This is all on me. I was possessed, I was crazy-do whatever you want to me. But please, don't let them see this.

I'm begging you." Everett gave a slight wave of his hand. The butler stepped forward and gently led the children away. Test of the staff followed, leaving the room a tomb of silence. the two of them now-Thalia on the floor, and Everett towering over her like an angel of death. a knew there was no way out. She stopped fighting. She just bowed her head and waited for the axe to fall. Everett closed the distance and clamped his hand around her throat, his voice a lethal whisper. 11:12 Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob... Now Your Queen Runs It.

80.3% "Give me one reason why, Thalia." "I gave you everything. I even took in another man's kids for you. Why did you have to touch Skylar?" Thalia looked him in the eye, her voice surprisingly steady. "Because I hate her. Why does she get to be the princess? Why does everyone worship her while I have to crawl for every scrap? I had to work so hard just to keep you interested, but Skylar? She didn't have to do a damn thing to have your heart." "I wanted her gone. I wanted her dead.

I thought if she was out of the picture, I'd finally be the only one you saw." With every word, Everett's grip tightened. Her face turned a deep purple as the air was cut off, but she didn't stop. She knew she was dead anyway. Might as well speak her truth. "And don't blame me for the border! Skylar's luck just ran out. You're the one who sent her there, Everett! You're the one who looked at your phone instead of her! This is your fault as much as mine!" That was the breaking point. Everett's eyes went pure red as he squeezed with everything he had.

Thalia thrashed, her nails clawing at his arms, drawing long bloody furrows in his skin. He didn't even feel it. Just as the light began to fade from her eyes, he hurled her away. She slammed into the marble coffee table. Her head cracked against the corner, and blood began to soak into the rug. Everett looked down at her with zero pity. "You think dying is that easy? Not today." "Security. Take her." The convoy sped through the city, heading straight for the Jefferson villa. This time, the gates opened. The Jefferson guards led them inside. Skylar had woken up that morning.

Her body was healing, but her mind was still trapped in a cage. Because of what Everett had done, she refused to see anyone from the Wilder family-not even his parents. Only Soren was allowed in her room. His mother stood in the hallway, weeping as she watched Skylar flinch away from her through the glass. "Sky, it's Grandma... please don't be afraid of me..." At the sound of the name, Skylar scrambled closer to Soren, trembling. rejection was like a knife to his mother's heart. guard stepped up to Soren. "Mr. Wilder is here." 11:13 Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob...

Now Your Queen Runs It. 81.6% The word 'Wilder' sent Skylar into a fresh fit of shivering. Soren signaled the guard to let them in. He took Skylar's hand and whispered gently. "It's okay, Sky. Uncle Soren is right here. No one is ever going to hurt you again. I promise." If the doctors hadn't insisted that she needed to face her demons to heal, he never would have let Everett set foot in this house. (0) (0) 11:13 Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob... Now Your Queen Runs It. 82.9% admin