While My Husband Cheated I Married His Powerful Brother novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115: Chapter 115 The Queen of Shadows

Wesley’s gun was back in his jacket. The wine was still on the table. The candles flickered.

Veyra’s heart was still pounding. She could still feel the ghost of the barrel against her temple. She pressed the tissue to her palms. The paper was damp.

Wesley leaned forward. His voice was warm again. Polite. Friendly.

"I’ve been looking for a vice leader for a long time," he said. "Years, actually. I’ve interviewed dozens of candidates. Businessmen. Former military. Career criminals."

Veyra looked at him. "And none of them worked out?"

"They were too predictable. Too greedy. Too scared." He paused. "And then I saw the video of you at the pizza shop."

Veyra’s stomach tightened. "The pizza shop?"

"The one where you subdued a gangster with an unloaded gun." Wesley smiled. "You walked into a room full of armed men. You didn’t flinch. You didn’t run. You bluffed your way out."

Veyra said nothing.

"Most people would have frozen," Wesley continued. "Most people would have begged. You didn’t. You took control. You made them listen."

He leaned back.

"You have courage. You have intelligence. And you have the ability to think on your feet." He paused. "Those are rare qualities."

Veyra’s hands were still shaking. She pressed them flat against the table.

"You’re asking me to be your vice leader," she said.

"I’m offering you the position."

Wesley picked up his wine glass. He took a sip.

"Let me also clear up the earlier misunderstanding," he said. "The photograph. The interest in your relationship with Xavier Lala."

Veyra’s eyes narrowed.

"I didn’t know who he was at the time," Wesley said. "I was curious about you. I was curious about your connection to him. That’s all."

"And now?"

"Now I know you’re partners. And I know you chose him over Caspian Thorne." Wesley smiled. "That tells me a lot about your character."

Veyra said nothing.

"Today’s meeting isn’t about the photograph," Wesley continued. "It’s not about the apology. It’s about this." He gestured around the room. "The offer."

Veyra stared at him.

She thought about the Ravenwood Syndicate. The largest criminal organization in Etran City. Drugs. Human smuggling. Extortion.

And Wesley Wynn was its leader.

She thought about what it would mean to accept. The power. The resources. The protection. She would never be vulnerable again. She would never be locked in a basement again.

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