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The Red Queen's Spectacular Rise After Betrayal
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Chapter 10 10 img
Chapter 11 11 img
Chapter 12 12 img
Chapter 13 13 img
Chapter 14 14 img
Chapter 15 15 img
Chapter 16 16 img
Chapter 17 17 img
Chapter 18 18 img
Chapter 19 19 img
Chapter 20 20 img
Chapter 21 21 img
Chapter 22 22 img
Chapter 23 23 img
Chapter 24 24 img
Chapter 25 25 img
Chapter 26 26 img
Chapter 27 27 img
Chapter 28 28 img
Chapter 29 29 img
Chapter 30 30 img
Chapter 31 31 img
Chapter 32 32 img
Chapter 33 33 img
Chapter 34 34 img
Chapter 35 35 img
Chapter 36 36 img
Chapter 37 37 img
Chapter 38 38 img
Chapter 39 39 img
Chapter 40 40 img
Chapter 41 41 img
Chapter 42 42 img
Chapter 43 43 img
Chapter 44 44 img
Chapter 45 45 img
Chapter 46 46 img
Chapter 47 47 img
Chapter 48 48 img
Chapter 49 49 img
Chapter 50 50 img
Chapter 51 51 img
Chapter 52 52 img
Chapter 53 53 img
Chapter 54 54 img
Chapter 55 55 img
Chapter 56 56 img
Chapter 57 57 img
Chapter 58 58 img
Chapter 59 59 img
Chapter 60 60 img
Chapter 61 61 img
Chapter 62 62 img
Chapter 63 63 img
Chapter 64 64 img
Chapter 65 65 img
Chapter 66 66 img
Chapter 67 67 img
Chapter 68 68 img
Chapter 69 69 img
Chapter 70 70 img
Chapter 71 71 img
Chapter 72 72 img
Chapter 73 73 img
Chapter 74 74 img
Chapter 75 75 img
Chapter 76 76 img
Chapter 77 77 img
Chapter 78 78 img
Chapter 79 79 img
Chapter 80 80 img
Chapter 81 81 img
Chapter 82 82 img
Chapter 83 83 img
Chapter 84 84 img
Chapter 85 85 img
Chapter 86 86 img
Chapter 87 87 img
Chapter 88 88 img
Chapter 89 89 img
Chapter 90 90 img
Chapter 91 91 img
Chapter 92 92 img
Chapter 93 93 img
Chapter 94 94 img
Chapter 95 95 img
Chapter 96 96 img
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Chapter 98 98 img
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Chapter 6 6

Gisele woke up in a motel room that smelled of stale cigarettes. The earpiece was still in her ear. She had listened to them all night. The planning. The lies. Evander's weak protests that were always silenced by Daneen's manipulation.

If she shows up, Daneen had said around 2 AM, security has orders. Shoot to kill? No, just break her legs so she can't walk the carpet.

No violence, Evander had snapped. Just keep her out.

Gisele sat up. Keep her out.

She checked the gala website. Tickets were sold out. The guest list was locked. Her name was undoubtedly on the blacklist.

She needed a way in. A way that Evander couldn't block.

She opened her wallet. Hidden behind her driver's license was a black metal card. It had no name, just a series of numbers and an embossed symbol of a double-headed eagle.

Five years ago, when Evander had been in a car accident and needed a specialized surgery, she had sought out funding from a high-risk private equity firm. A man there had saved Evander financially when the insurance failed, but he had asked for a favor in return. A favor she had never redeemed.

She dialed the number.

It rang once.

Yes? The voice was calm, professional, yet carried an undertone of immense power.

It's Gisele Mueller.

Silence. Then, the voice returned. "Ms. Mueller. You finally called."

I need a ticket to the Mathews Gala tonight.

That is a fortress, Ms. Mueller. The price has gone up.

I don't care about the price, Gisele said. Get me in. And I need a dress. Something that screams war.

A low chuckle resonated through the phone. 7:00 PM. Alley behind the motel. Look for the Bentley.

Gisele hung up. Her hands were shaking. She had just made a deal with the devil to kill a demon.

At 7:00 PM, the Bentley rolled into the alley. The window slid down. A gloved hand passed out a garment bag and a heavy cream envelope.

Gisele opened the envelope. A VIP invitation. Name: Ms. Vengeance.

She opened the bag. The dress was red. Not just red-it was the color of fresh arterial blood. It was silk, backless, with a slit that went up to her hip.

She put it on. It fit like a second skin. It was armor.

She looked in the mirror. The short hair. The red dress. The cold eyes. Gisele Mueller was dead. This was someone else.

At the gala, the atmosphere was tense. Xavier was sweating, checking his headset. Perimeter secure, Mr. Mathews. No sign of her.

Evander stood at the entrance, adjusting his cufflinks. He looked pale. Daneen was beside him, glowing in a white gown that Gisele had designed for a bride. Stolen.

The Bentley pulled up to the curb. It ignored the valet line and stopped right on the red carpet.

The door opened.

A red stiletto hit the pavement.

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