Bye-bye Trash! Hello Queen! novel Chapter 1050

Luna was at a loss for words.

Joanna was a real piece of work. She was so vicious that Susan still trembled just thinking about her.

Luna pushed Natalie's wheelchair toward Yves’s company.

Sebastian could see Natalie’s every move on the security monitors.

By now, the bruises on his face had faded, leaving his features as sharp and commanding as ever.

With his head slightly lowered, he possessed the cold, untouchable elegance of a winter moon—aloof and strikingly noble.

Sean looked worried. “Mr. Griffith, why is she going to join the fray?”

Sebastian gave a faint smile. Even in a wheelchair, his presence was formidable.

His brows held the arrogance of a man in power. “She’s not just going to watch the show. Everything is under her control.”

“This time, Joanna will not succeed. After the New Year, Joanna will fall into the trap, and everything can finally end. As for the Mythic Consortium, if we can’t find any information, then we’ll stop looking. Perhaps my grandfather will give me a satisfactory answer.”

Sebastian raised a hand and gently rubbed his chin. He watched Natalie’s retreating figure, then looked down at himself in the wheelchair. A faint, unreadable smile played on his lips. They were kindred spirits in their suffering.

Sean was shocked. “The old master has been abroad for a year. It seems he won’t be back for the New Year.”

Sebastian’s eyes narrowed. “Natalie’s grandfather doesn’t seem to be coming back for the New Year either, does he?”

His abrupt question left Sean baffled.

But Sebastian paid no mind to his confusion. “Send someone to follow Natalie. Don’t let her get hurt.”

Still lost in thought, Sean was snapped out of it by his voice and left to make the call.

***

Meanwhile, Marshall had arrived at Yves’s office.

After Marshall died, it was Natalie’s turn.

Joanna’s voice was steady. “Marshall, you’re still alive.”

Marshall froze. He looked at Joanna’s eyes—cold, vicious, the corners tinged with red. A flicker of confusion crossed his face. Why would she say that?

A cold glint shot from his eyes. “Joanna, I’ll still be alive a hundred years after you’re dead.”

Joanna’s hand, hanging by her side, clenched into a fist.

Was Marshall here to save Yves?

This was a done deal. It absolutely could not be ruined by Marshall. Otherwise, she would have to take his life.

Joanna asked, “Marshall, what are you doing here?”

Marshall found it amusing. He looked at her with a lazy gaze. “Joanna, you’ve come after my family. You think I wouldn’t show up?”