Queen of Wild Cards novel Chapter 66

Astoria Grand Hotel.

Wilson, the target of Sheridan's investigation, was gripping his tablet, watching the downloaded video over and over again.

He had replayed it countless times. Not long after Steve returned yesterday to report that he had been taken down in a single move, someone uploaded this footage online.

He had saved it instantly. Shortly after, the video mysteriously vanished from the internet, likely scrubbed by someone with deep pockets.

The fighting style was so familiar—so unforgettable that it haunted him day and night!

"Find this woman immediately. When you do, bring her to me. I'm absolutely certain she's the one we're looking for."

Over a dozen men in black suits replied in unison, "Yes, sir."

Wilson pulled up his pant leg, revealing a cold, metallic prosthetic. His eyes burned with venomous hatred.

This woman was the reason he had lost his leg and been forced to wear a prosthetic.

He spat through gritted teeth, "This time, I'm going to make you pay. Don't even think about running!"

It wasn't that he couldn't find her—he had just been stupid and looking in the wrong direction.

But it didn't matter now. This time, there would be no mistakes. He would find her, drag her back to Mistralia, and torture her slowly!

...

Inside the Blackwood Group CEO's office.

Because of his crushing hangover, Julius had come in two hours later than usual.

After signing off on several critical documents, he led a meeting with the executive department.

Once back in his office, he started strategizing how to help Stella retrieve her mother's ashes.

But if Frederick found out that Julius wasn't dying and that his legs were perfectly fine, his greed might spiral completely out of control!

Frederick was a man with massive ambitions but zero talent. He was incapable of accomplishing anything substantial!

It seemed it was time to take Stella back to the Hawthorne family to test the waters.

After work, Julius mentioned his plan to visit the Hawthornes in a couple of days to Stella.

Hearing his strategy, Stella fully agreed.

If Frederick didn't believe he could exploit Julius for Blackwood resources, he'd never hand over her mother's ashes.

Of course, the plan was just to let him *think* he could benefit. In reality, he wouldn't get a damn thing.

The next day, Julius ordered Larry to prepare a selection of gifts to bring to the Hawthorne estate.