The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 1020

"When they think they have the world in the palm of their hands—when every rat crawls out of the woodwork to claim their prize—that is when I drop the hammer. I'm going to rip this entire conspiracy out by the roots. I will make sure they never breathe our air again."

Letty sat in stunned silence, staring at the sharp, aristocratic profile of her son. The dim light of the bedroom cast him in harsh angles of light and shadow.

For the first time, she truly realized that the little boy she had fiercely protected all those years was entirely gone. In his place stood an absolute apex predator.

A wave of complex emotions crashed over her. She was fiercely proud of the man he had become, but her heart ached knowing the immense, crushing weight he was forced to carry. She remembered the boy who used to run to her when he scraped his knee. When she wasn't looking, he had turned into a titan capable of shielding her from the world.

This was exactly the kind of leader the Langley family needed. They didn't need a soft-hearted appeaser. They needed a ruthless, brilliant strategist who could navigate through blood and fire without flinching.

Letty took a deep breath, her racing heart finally calming down. She had raised him on her own; she was no fool. She knew he had mapped out ten steps ahead, and the best thing she could do was trust him and stay out of his way.

"Okay," she said softly, surrendering. "I'll follow your lead. Whatever you say, goes."

She wasn't going to interfere with his war. But as a mother, she had one condition.

She reached out, grabbing his uninjured hand with both of hers, her eyes swimming with residual terror.

"Just promise me one thing, Callahan. Promise me you will protect yourself. Look at your grandfather... I cannot lose you. You cannot let anything happen to you."

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