From Betrayed Luna to Wolf Queen (Lillian) novel Chapter 82

Chapory # Maresmet’s Rage

Chapter 82 Margaret’s Rage

Third Person POV

To long as anyone could remember, everyone in Gilneas City knew she ran the export game, and her biggest market by far was the Western Continent.

And now, out of nowhere, word came down that every single one of her shipments was hanned from entering Western Continent territory?

Margaret felt like the ground had not just shifted beneath her feet–it had split wide open and swallowed her whole.

Her estate over at Harborview Towers had gone up in flames. All her jewelry, her antiques, her paintings, stacks of cash–gone.

And now her entire overseas operation had been shut down completely.

But it didn’t stop there.

Marcus‘ phone rang again. He glanced at the screen–a long–time client from the Western Continent.

He answered. “Hello?”

“What do you mean, a lawsuit? No, hold on, how could you possibly-”

The line went dead. Then another call. Then another. Every single one delivered the same message: they were terminating their supply contracts and preparing to take legal action.

Marcus‘ scalp prickled as he fielded one call after another.

Lying in her hospital bed, Margaret listened, and her own scalp started to tingle.

After Marcus had taken somewhere between twenty and thirty calls…

Margaret, pale and rigid, finally spoke, “They’re all threatening to sue?”

She’d heard every word crystal clear through the phone.

First the customs ban, and now, within minutes, every single one of her partners was calling to cancel and threaten litigation?

There was no way news traveled that fast unless someone was pulling strings behind the

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Cher Idow after another. Margaret couldn’t catch her breath long enough to think straight.

The door opened, and Iris was wheeled in, her eyes red and swollen with tears.

“Mon you have to do something. How dare Lillian humiliate me like this?”

Margaret’s head was already splitting from the business disaster. She turned to Iris, her irritation spiking. “What now?”

“She’s trying to take my things! Thomas just showed up with papers and made me sign them- transfer agreements for everything. And a whole list of stuff she wants me to give back!”

Iris was shaking with rage. “This is too much! Haven’t I already been humiliated enough by her these past few days?

“And now she pulls this? What am I, anyway? I just had pups. My body hasn’t even healed yet.”

The more she talked, the angrier she got, until finally her voice cracked and she burst into

tears

Margaret’s face darkened even further.

“These are minor issues. Just give it all back to her.” Right now, she had zero time for this kind of petty nonsense.

From where Margaret stood, whatever Iris was dealing with didn’t even register compared to the catastrophe unfolding with the Western Continent.

But Iris heard those words and froze.

“Mom… what did you just say?”

Give it back?

Iris stared at her mother in disbelief. “This isn’t about giving things back, Mom. This is about her humiliating me. You’re supposed to stand up for me.”

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Shop # Malgary’s Rage

His fool alsexy’s been a little afraid of Margaret.

This right now pushed pas he limit by Lillian, she’d lost all sense of composure

Magares snapped Sund up for you, stand up for you? You can’t even handle an Omega with

background in connections, and you expect me to fight your battles?”

She kept going “And you know you just gave birth, don’t you? Then use those twins to sort this der yourselfTMTM

After all, Iris was the one who’d secured the future of the Graves Pack.

With a problem this small, she still had to come crying to her mother?

Tris had walked in furious, but after that verbal lashing from Margaret, she just felt gutted.

She sniflied, tears spilling down her cheeks. Margaret watched her and only got more irritated.

All you know how to do is cry!”

Marcus stepped in. “Iris, whatever’s going on right now, you should probably take it to Luna Eleanor. Your mother is in a difficult headspace at the moment. Maybe head back to your room for now.”

He still needed to strategize with Margaret about damage control.

Margaret genuinely had no bandwidth left for the squabble between Iris and Lillian.

“Go back,” she bit out.

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