Queen of Wild Cards novel Chapter 263

"You..." Cecilia clamped a hand over her stinging cheek, tears welling in her eyes. It hurt so much!

Stella casually waved at the man who brought the food. "Hey, handsome, could you come here for a second? I want to tell you a secret."

Seeing how stunningly beautiful and frail Stella looked, the man let his guard down. Mostly, he was just eager to hear what the gorgeous girl had to say to him.

He sauntered over, flashing what he thought was a charming, rugged smile. "What do you want to tell me, sweetheart?"

Stella gave him a smile that could melt ice, and in a split second, delivered a swift, brutal strike to his neck.

Blinded by the beauty's smile, the man didn't even have time to register what was happening before he collapsed unconscious to the floor.

Cecilia's eyes and mouth formed perfect 'O's in shock. Was Stella a secret agent or something?

In the corner, the mute woman's eyes lit up. She knew she had read this girl right—she was nothing like the spoiled rich kid.

Once Cecilia managed to close her jaw, she scrambled over and clung to Stella's arm, shaking it. "Stella, that was amazing! Can you get us out of here now?"

Stella gently peeled the girl's hands off her. "What do you think?"

Leaving was definitely an option, but not quite yet. She still needed to come face-to-face with Gideon Kaye.

"I... I don't know."

"I just knocked this guy out, which means more of them will be coming soon, and they'll be a lot harder to deal with. Better fill your stomach now. If we get a chance to run, you don't want to be out of breath."

Leaving Cecilia to process that, Stella picked up the ration bars and water the unconscious man had brought, pulled up a chair, and started eating.

She honestly hadn't expected them to be so careless as to send only one guy in.

Did they think women were just inherently weak and helpless?

Cecilia no longer dared to complain about the dry biscuits. She grabbed her share and started eating as fast as she could.

After the Eames heiress went missing, the family had officially filed a police report right at the twenty-four-hour mark.

As for Julius Blackwood, the timeline traced back to his arrival at the Jeter family's dinner party.

After finishing work, Julius took the gifts his assistant Sean had prepared and had his bodyguard drive him straight to the Jeter residence.

Yvonne Jeter was already waiting by the front door. Seeing his car pull into the driveway, her face lit up with joy.

As soon as he stepped out, she hurried over with a sweet smile. "Julius, you're here."

She reached out to link her arm through his, but Julius seamlessly dodged the gesture.

She didn't let it show that she was annoyed. There would be plenty of opportunities later; there was no need to rush.

Julius was no stranger to the Jeter house, having visited in the past. He simply carried the gifts and walked right in.