Madly Yours (Nora Reed) novel Chapter 556

Phoebe chuckled softly. “You won't.”

Hudson’s smirk widened as he casually pulled out his phone. “Want to test that theory?”

Phoebe’s confident expression finally cracked.

For a moment, absolute silence gripped the private room. The air grew so thick and tense it felt like ice.

Sebastian and Grant exchanged quick glances. If the situation weren't so volatile, they would have given Hudson a standing ovation.

Damn!

He was a total badass!

He was the only man alive capable of taming a wildcat like Phoebe Vaughn!

Just this morning, she had been ruthlessly arrogant, lifting Sebastian’s chin and threatening to buy his services.

Now, she was sitting there completely silent.

“Oh, by the way...”

Phoebe suddenly spoke up, the smirk returning to her lips, this time a little wider. “I forgot to mention. When I was chatting with your wife earlier, I realized she doesn't seem to know anything about The Ivory Pill.”

Hudson’s eyes instantly darkened.

Seeing she hit a nerve, Phoebe beamed with triumph. “Hudson, do you think I should educate Mrs. Lancaster about what The Ivory Pill really is?”

Hudson let out a low, chilling laugh that didn't reach his eyes. “So, you're threatening me, Ms. Vaughn?”

“Of course not.”

Phoebe set her glass down. “You were the one threatening me first. I have a major flaw—I respond to reason, not threats.”

Hudson scoffed coldly, remaining silent.

Phoebe leaned forward, lacing her fingers together over her knees. “I came here with genuine intentions. I have intel on The Ivory Pill. But it’s just intel. You know as well as I do that a life-saving miracle like that isn't floating around on the market. I can only tell you where it is.”

She paused, letting the weight of her words sink in. “I’m offering this location in exchange for an alliance. Do we have a deal?”

Hudson leaned back, his long legs crossed, staring at her in silence for several seconds as he evaluated her leverage.

Phoebe didn't rush him. She sat perfectly still, waiting for his answer.

“Who told you about The Ivory Pill?”

The moment the words left his mouth, the room fell silent.

Phoebe smiled faintly. “You don't need to worry about that. I have my own intelligence network.”

Hudson picked up his lighter, twirling it deftly between his fingers. His lips curved slightly. “Aren't you afraid that once I have the location, I’ll turn around and crush you?”

Phoebe went silent.

Of course she was afraid.

Hudson was more than capable of wiping her out.

But she wasn't a reckless fool.

“Perfect. We have an agreement.”

She tilted her chin toward the bodyguard standing behind her.

The man immediately stepped forward and slid a thin manila envelope across the table toward Hudson.

Hudson didn't open it right away. He just looked at Phoebe.

“The Ivory Pill isn't available for purchase, you know that. But it hasn't vanished entirely. I found out through an accidental tip. The Whitman Family in Northampton has one.”

The Whitmans.

At the mention of the name, Sebastian and Grant’s expressions shifted.

Currently, Northampton was ruled by the Elite Four: Fairchild, Winslow, Zade, and Whitman.

Although the Whitmans were ranked last and their past glory had faded, their foundation of wealth and influence was still immense.

If The Ivory Pill was with the Whitmans, the intel was highly credible.

Hudson’s voice dropped an octave. “I have the intel. I’ll approach the Whitmans myself.”

Phoebe grinned, standing up. “Then it’s settled. If you need any coordination in Northampton, just say the word.”

“Alright.”

Once Phoebe was gone, Grant and Sebastian immediately began brainstorming how to approach the Whitmans.

But Hudson pulled out his phone, his face dark as a storm cloud, his voice practically dripping with ice. “Liam. Get your ass over here, right now.”