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Chapter 228 No Better Options
Gianna’s face instantly darkened.
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She couldn’t explain why, but every time Regina looked at her, Gianna felt this strange mix of disdain and disgust–like she wasn’t good enough.
Gianna suspected that Regina looked down on her abilities, but she had no proof.
Regina, of course, could read her like an open book.
With a gentle yet firm tone, she said, “Gianna, it’s not that I don’t trust you. It’s just that this matter is too important. Think about it–if you make a move and someone catches you, all the years we’ve worked so hard for will go to waste.
“What really matters now is taking down the Nygards. Owning everything they have–that’s the real goal.”
Stealing everything from Amelia and taking control of the massive Nygard Estate would be far more satisfying than simply destroying her.
Gianna bit her lip. She had practiced the art of looking helpless for so long that tears. automatically welled up in her eyes.
After a long pause, she huffed, “Fine. I’ll listen to you.”
Regina finally let out a silent sigh of relief.
She nodded with satisfaction, a glint of cruelty flashing in her eyes.
“Don’t worry. Amelia ruined our plans, and she will pay for it.”
Even as she spoke, Regina was already calculating her next move. A perfect candidate came to mind.
“You want me to take care of Amelia for you? You’ve got some nerve. So now you’re trying to use me for your dirty work?”
A man’s deep voice came from a private booth somewhere hidden.
Regina chuckled softly. “I’m just helping you get rid of a problem, that’s all. You wanted her gone anyway, didn’t you?”
Inside the upscale restaurant, Regina sat elegantly on a leather chair, her seven–centimeter heels crossed neatly under the table.
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Chapter 228 No Belfer Options
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She was well into middle age, but years of careful maintenance–and the most exclusive skincare formulas money could buy–kept her looking no older than 40.
She wore a low–cut silk dress with a deep V–neck that revealed her smooth collarbones and just a hint of cleavage.
The tight fabric hugged her curves perfectly, outlining her full chest and slim waist.
Everything about her radiated mature charm–every movement, every glance was deliberate, confident, and dangerously alluring.
Sometimes, a middle–aged woman who’s had kids but still takes great care of herself can be completely irresistible to men.


She knew seduction wouldn’t work on this man, but that didn’t stop her from showing off. It was just who she was.
She had to be cautious–Amelia was sharp, fast, and backed by powerful people.
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