The Mafia Queen Reclaims Her Throne

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I was on my engagement day with mafia boss Jackson Wade when my first love crashed the ceremony.

I didn't hesitate to run away with him, but he let go of my hand outside the door and turned to his friends:

Told you she'd follow me. Pay up, guys!

In an instant, I became the laughingstock of the entire city.

That night, Jackson chopped off my ex's right hand.

"Anyone who dares gossip behind her back, I'll cut out their tongue."

After that, everyone said this ruthless mafia boss was madly in love with mehe could even forgive my betrayal.

Until our wedding night, when a woman showed up at the door with a child:

"If it weren't for Jackson's grandfather saying he'd only get his inheritance if he married you, why would he ever marry you?"

"We got married three years ago. As for you, get lost!"

But did they all forget? I'm the heir to New York's biggest mafia family.

0I had them both kidnapped immediately.

When I pressed my gun against the woman's temple, Jackson rushed over.

"She dies, or you die. Choose."

"Phoenix, if you're angry, take it out on me. Felicity and the child are innocent!"

Jackson stared at me intently, while the black-suited bodyguards behind him surrounded me.

Felicity cried with terror written all over her face: "Jackson, save me! This crazy woman Phoenix wants to kill me and the child!"

Her shrill voice grated on my nerves. I tapped Felicity's temple with my gun barrel and threw the marriage certificate in Jackson's face.

"Innocent? Then explain this to me."

I laughed coldly: "Making the head of the Graves family the mistress! Jackson, you've got some nerve! Doing what even your parents didn't dare to do!"

Guilt flashed in Jackson's eyes as he explained helplessly:

"You were conservative before marriage and wouldn't let me touch you. I only found her to satisfy my needs. The child was an accident. I promise she won't bother you anymore."

"You want me to coexist peacefully with her?"

I smiled bloodthirstily and pulled back the safety with a click:

"Those who insult the Graves family must pay in blood!"

"So, do you die, or do she and this bastard die together?"

Watching Jackson's hard face unconsciously reveal heartache and anxiety, I knew the scales in his heart had already tipped toward that mother and child.

Felicity suddenly broke free from her ropes and shouted angrily: "Don't you dare hurt Jackson!"

Years of vigilance made me instantly pull out my dagger. I kicked Felicity's knee, and as her body tilted, she crashed into the blade. She screamed in agony as a bloody mark appeared on her face.

"Felicity!"

Jackson's eyes instantly turned red. Without hesitation, he shot at me. I dodged, covering my grazed arm as I watched Jackson carry Felicity away.

The pain in my arm stimulated my nerves. In my mind, I heard sixteen-year-old Jackson earnestly swearing to me:

"Phoenix, my gun will never be aimed at you. It will only obey your orders and target your enemies!"

"Miss Graves? Should I chase them down?"

My most trusted assistant, Hannah Brown, asked me quietly.

Chase?

My eyes were cold, my voice like ice: "Tell the executiveswithdraw Graves Group from that massive joint project with the Wade family!"

The next day, the company issued an announcement that Graves Group was withdrawing from its collaboration with the Wade family. Without Graves's technical support, Wade family stocks crashed that very day.

Jackson called furiously, his voice full of anger:

"Phoenix Graves, suddenly terminating our partnership will affect both families. Are you really going to be this reckless?"

I scattered some fish food and watched the koi in the pond compete for it, smiling dangerously:

"I already told youthose who insult the Graves family must die."

"For Grandfather Wade's sake, I'll give you two choices: divorce that woman or the Wade family goes bankrupt. Pick one."

His breathing on the other end grew heavy. A moment later, he hung up abruptly.

Half an hour later, Jackson sent me a photo of a divorce certificate. I notified the company to resume cooperation with the Wade family.

Hannah handed me a towel to wipe my hands, saying quietly: "Miss Graves, you're still being soft on him."

I slowly withdrew my hand, my tone somewhat desolate: "I don't have many family members left."

Jackson placed Felicity and her child in the Wade family's private hospital for treatment, afraid I'd go after them.

I had no interest in bothering with her, but I never expected her to dare provoke me!

She added me on SnapChat and sent me a picture to show off:

[Phoenix, Jackson never loved you!]

[All those rumors about him loving you to deaththat was just to placate your parents! Now that your father's dead, he doesn't need to act anymore!]

[To restore my health, Jackson specially found the best herbs and a therapist for me. But this therapist was a snob and refused to serve me!]

[Jackson said he'd cut off both her hands!]

I looked at the photomy beloved friend Julia White, covered in wounds, pressed to the ground, her hands soaked in blood.

Raging fury erupted. My eyes blazed with hatred. I didn't have many loved ones, and I cherished every single one!

Jackson knew this was my weak spot. How dare he touch it!

Madness flickered in my eyes. It seemed I'd been too reasonable these past few years, making him forget I was a lunatic to begin with.

I brought people to break down the private hospital's doors. Under Felicity's terrified gaze, I grabbed her hair and slammed her head against the wall, my tone vicious:

"Don't you know how to spell 'death'? Do you really think Jackson can protect you?"

Felicity's face was covered in blood. She screamed at me, her eyes triumphant:

"So what if you're Miss Graves? You still can't have children!"

"Do you really think Jackson would divorce me to marry you? Dream on!"

"You're just a pathetic creature nobody wants!"

My mind went blank. I staggered back two steps, as if returning to that filthy night when I was sixteen.

Jackson had invited me out, but we were both kidnapped and held in a warehouse. In the darkness, we tried to escape. To cover for him so he could get help, I deliberately drew the kidnappers away!

After they caught me, they beat me until I was covered in wounds.

Five or six men surrounded me. Their filthy hands stripped off my clothes, blindfolded me, and violated me at will.

I endured the darkest night of my life. When I woke up in the hospital, the doctor gently told me I could never get pregnant again.

Jackson looked haggard. With reddened eyes, he knelt before me and swore:

"I'm sorry! Phoenix! My life belongs to you from now on!!"

"I'll protect you forever!"

"If I break this vow, may I die a terrible death!"

That night, the still-youthful Jackson completely transformed. He dealt with those thugs using ruthless methods and silenced everyone.

He frantically built his power and expanded the company with only one goal:

Become strong enough to protect me so I'd never be hurt again!

But now he'd told an outsider about my deepest woundthe one I couldn't bear to touch!

My eyes turned blood-red. I gripped Felicity's throat tightly, smiling savagely:

"You want to die so badly? I'll grant your wish!"

Felicity's face turned purple-blue from choking. Fear finally appeared in her eyes.

"Stop!"

A sharp gust came from behind. I punched backward, landing it on Jackson's eye.

He grunted but ignored his injury, anxiously picking up Felicity.

I watched his heartbroken expression, and for a moment it overlapped with sixteen-year-old Jackson's eyes.

Sixteen-year-old Jackson felt heartache for me. Twenty-eight-year-old Jackson only had eyes for Felicity.

I laughed quietly, then suddenly shot Jackson, demanding coldly:

"That secretdid you tell her?"

Jackson covered his arm and fell silent before explaining: "I got drunk and accidentally let it slip."

"Felicity's young and speaks without thinking. She doesn't mean any harm."

"You already shot me, so let's call it even."

I smiled mockingly, enunciating each word: "Call it even?"

"Jackson, what made you think I could keep backing down?"

"Last time, Grandfather Wade's kindness toward meyou've already used it up!"

Felicity watched me raise my gun and screamed in terror: "Jackson, this bitch is crazy! Kill her quickly!"

Jackson watched my unyielding stance. Irritation flashed in his eyes as he spoke coldly:

"Phoenix, you need to consider my position. You can't have children. The Wade family has such a vast fortuneI need an heir!"

Each word pierced my heart, making me bleed.

Silence permeated the air.

Before my eyes appeared the image of sixteen-year-old Jackson, covered in blood, carrying me and running, crying in despair:

"Phoenix, please, just hold on a little longer. We promised to spend our whole lives together!"

"You can't leave me!"

"Phoenix, if you dare hurt Felicity and the child again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Jackson's cold voice brought me back to reality. I watched Jackson's retreating figure as he carried Felicity away.

The boy who swore to protect me for life shattered completely in my memory.

"True feelings really are the most fickle thing in this world."

I kept my back straight and spoke indifferently:

"Spread the wordthe arranged marriage is canceled. From today, the Graves family and Wade family are completely severed!"

"The two families have no relationship anymore!"

As soon as news of the complete break between our families spread, the company's stock price fluctuated dramatically. I stayed at the company headquarters every day.

Two weeks later, the CEO's office door was kicked open.

My mother, who should have been recovering at the nursing home, was thrown in covered in blood.

My pupils contracted. I panicked as I lifted my mother onto the sofa, shouting hoarsely:

"Hannah, call a doctor!"

Hannah rushed out with a cold face but was shot in the left leg by Jackson, her kneecap shattered. Other bodyguards were forced to kneel on the ground.

I quickly checked my mother's condition and found her entire body covered in whip marks, her breathing weak, as if she might die at any moment.

Bloodshot vessels spread across my eyeballs. I grabbed the heavy office chair and hurled it at Jackson:

"Jackson, you dared touch my mothergo to hell!"

Jackson dodged gracefully. Wearing a black suit, he sat down calmly and lit a cigarette.

Through the curling smoke, his eyes were indifferent:

"Felicity's face has permanent scarring. I couldn't bear to hurt you, so I had your mother pay the price instead."

"Don't worry, I was very measured. Just ninety-nine lashes. Your mother won't die."

"Measured?"

My hands were trembling. In extreme rage, I instead became calm:

"Jackson, from now on, the Graves family and Wade family fight to the death!"

Jackson laughed. He stood up, caressing my cheek, murmuring:

"Phoenix, don't say such angry words!"

"You're still too inexperienced. You can't handle the business world."

He pulled out a stack of documents and gently placed them in my hands: "Take a look?"

I flipped through the documents, my eyes growing deep. These were all share transfer agreements.

Over the years, Jackson had secretly bought off many shareholders and transferred their shares to him. Now he was the company's second-largest shareholder.

If he sold his shares, the company would immediately collapse.

I threw the documents on the desk and sneered:

"No wonder you dared produce a bastard child, dared brazenly hurt those I care about."

"So you'd been making moves on Graves Corporation all along! When did you start scheming?"

Jackson admitted frankly: "Seven years ago."

He embraced me from behind, very gently:

"Phoenix, the business world is ever-changingit's not something you can handle."

His tone shifted, becoming forceful:

"I love you. The arranged marriage between Graves and Wade families remains unchanged. The position of Mrs. Wade has always been yours."

"The promise I made is still validI'll protect you for life, as long as you're obedient."

"Don't go after Felicity and her child anymore."

Jackson left with his people. I sent my mother to the hospital for treatment. After confirming she was safe, I sat alone in the wrecked office all night.

At daybreak, I slowly stood up, looking at the fierce eyes reflected in the transparent glass:

"Hannah, I remember my father started divesting company assets before he died?"

Hannah answered respectfully: "The old master understood men's base nature, so he'd been guarding against the Wade family all along."

"Before he died, he not only transferred most of the company's assets abroad, but also bought ten percent of Wade family shares through offshore companies."

"If Jackson thinks he can threaten you, Miss Graves, he's badly miscalculated!"

I lowered my eyes, looking at the ring I'd always worn on my left ring finger.

Sweet memories with Jackson surfaced one by one, then dimmed and faded.

I removed the ring and threw it in the trash without hesitation, issuing my command:

"The Graves family's dignity cannot be trampled. Take action!"

Over the following days, undercurrents surged. I stayed at the hospital with my mother while Jackson took Felicity to Norway for a vacation.

Felicity was like a dog with her master's backing, sending me photos and taunts every day:

[Jackson proposed to me under the Northern Lights. He said after marriage he'd let me live in the wedding house.]

[He'll raise my child as his heir, while you're just a figurehead Mrs. Wade!]

She sent intimate videos with Jackson, deliberately showing ambiguous marks, saying triumphantly:

[Phoenix, guess why Jackson never touched you? Because he has psychological issues!]

[You're so pitiful, living your whole life being manipulated!]

Then she sent several blurry photos and quickly retracted them.

I stared at the photos, bloodshot vessels spreading across my eyeballs, my body trembling violently.

Hannah noticed my abnormality and shook me, shouting:

"Miss Graves, breathe!"

I suddenly gasped out a big breath. In just a few seconds, my clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

I closed my eyes and spoke hoarsely:

"The incident when I was sixteenuse all our resources to reinvestigate it!"

Three days later, Jackson was dragged by Felicity to the largest auction house. Almost every precious treasure at the auction was bought by her.

For a time, she was in the spotlight. Others whispered:

"A mistress acting so arrogant!"

"Who told her to have Jackson's favor? I heard he's already made her son the heir. Even Miss Graves has to avoid her!"

On the auction stage, the host began auctioning the final showpiece. Felicity, intoxicated by everyone's flattery, said without hesitation:

"Double the price! I'll take the finale treasure!"

The host smiled strangely and shouted loudly: "Miss Felicity has won the finale treasure!"

"Now let's see what this priceless treasure actually is!"

The box slowly opened, revealing a kill order with Jackson's name appearing before everyone's eyes.

In the silence, I entered the auction house with my people. I raised my gun at Jackson from across the room, my lips curling into a bloody smile:

"Jackson, for scheming against me and the Graves family, today is your death day!"