Queen of Wild Cards novel Chapter 637

"Begging me is useless. You offended someone you shouldn't have. Just accept your fate."

He only ran into this nightmare because of his own awful luck. Rhoda was completely brainless; begging him was pointless when she should have been begging the woman sitting in the chair.

He was terrified of her too.

Could she really not see that?

What an absolute idiot!

Realizing Bruno was completely set on throwing her away, Rhoda desperately turned to Stella. "Stella, please let me go! I know I was wrong! I never should have convinced him to kidnap you! It's all my fault! I promise I'll never do it again!"

"Rhoda, how many times have you schemed against me now?" Stella asked coolly. "You should be thanking God we live in a civilized society, or you wouldn't even be breathing right now."

Murder was illegal, so she wasn't going to kill her. But if Rhoda insisted on digging her own grave, she wasn't going to stop her.

She wasn't a saint.

"I know, I know! It's all my fault! I'll never go against you again! I swear, if I see you walking down the street, I'll turn around and run! I will never show my face in front of you again!"

She was completely outmatched. She hated it, but she had to swallow her pride.

If an absolute kingpin like Bruno was shaking in his boots in front of Stella, what kind of leverage could she possibly have?

She knew her relentless attempts to ruin Stella stemmed entirely from jealousy.

In the beginning, she had assumed Stella was just an uneducated country girl she could easily manipulate.

She was the one who manipulated Una Lowell and Yvonne Jeter into targeting her.

Later, she couldn't understand how a supposed country girl managed to marry into an insanely wealthy family while she, an illegitimate daughter of high society, was left with nothing.

But reality had proven her wrong time and time again. Stella thrived no matter where she was.

She was never a match for her.

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