From Ashes to Queen: Now I Call the Shots novel Chapter 207

Chapter 207 The Tables Turn

Dreame had been sitting back, waiting to enjoy the show.

But the second he heard those words, he shot to his feet.

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“You’re seriously still acting tough when you’re this close to getting wrecked? Just because your last name a Joyner and you come from the Lane family doesn’t mean we’re scared to lay a hand on you! And let me be clear–we’ve got the Houston family and the Kramer family on our side. Even if your parents were standing right here, they’d still have to back off!”

Scarlett narrowed her eyes.

She reached for a wine glass.

Dreame assumed she was finally ready to give in and drink.

He let out a cold laugh. “What, getting scared now? But three glasses won’t cut it anymore. You’re looking at ten, minimum.”

Ten shots?

Even the other rich kids who had tagged along flinched at that.

That much liquor could straight–up wreck someone.

But in the very next second…

Before anyone could stop her, Scarlett flicked her wrist and hurled the glass of hard liquor straight into Dreame’s face.

“Ahhh!”

Dreame instantly shut his eyes and clutched his face with both hands.

The sudden movement smeared his once–perfect makeup.

It all happened so fast that the room went dead silent.

No one moved. Not a single sound.

Jose was the first to snap out of it. No way he was going to sit there and watch his friend get humiliated.

“What are you standing around for? Teach Ms. Joyner how things work in Jandale!”

As soon as Jose gave the order, the bodyguards and the group of spoiled rich kids rushed forward.

But something was off.

They looked fierce–eyes wild, fists clenched, ready to strike.

And yet… their bodies gave out the second they moved.

Their steps stumbled. Their movements turned sluggish and weak.

Suddenly-

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Chapter 207 The Tables Turn

Scarlett grabbed an empty bottle and smashed it over someone’s head.

Glass shattered with a sharp crack.

Her movements were sharp and brutal–fast enough to make everyone freeze.

Before they could even process what was happening-

She snatched a shard off the ground and pressed it straight against Jose’s throat.

A little pressure, and blood began to bead.

“Ah–dammit! Watch it! That hurts!”

Screams echoed through the room. No one expected this.

The girl they’d all dismissed as fragile, harmless–she was holding them hostage.

A few of them moved to help Jose.

But none of them could get their arms or legs to cooperate.

None of them could move–not even a little.

And right then-

Scarlett raised her hand.

Her voice was calm, almost curious. “Hurts, doesn’t it?”

Jose saw her loosen her grip for a second and tried to push back.

But the moment he tried to move, he realized something horrifying-

He had no strength. At all. His arms, his legs–nothing worked.

And he wasn’t the only one.

Everyone else in the room had the same problem.

Dreame was in even worse shape–he didn’t even have the strength to speak anymore.

-And that’s when it hit Jose.

Scarlett had been playing them the entire time.

No wonder people always said the prettiest ones were the most dangerous.

Now he finally understood what they meant.

Too bad it was already too late.

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All he could do was sit there and watch as the woman he’d looked down on this whole time completely took control.

Scarlett gave a low, amused laugh and dropped into a seat on the sofa.

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She swirled the wine in her glass, her movements elegant but sharp.

“You were going to show me how things work in Jandales

Jose wasn’t stupid.

He knew when to quit.

He immediately shook his head. “No, no–it was me. I crossed the line.

He wasn’t chickening out–he just wanted to live.

Everyone had assumed Scarlett’s only real backup was the two bodyguards waiting outside

But clearly-

They weren’t there to protect her. They were just there to guard the door and make sure no one interfered

No one was getting in or out now.

Nobody was coming to save him.

And the way she looked at him–it sent a chill straight through his bones.

For a second, Jose felt like he was staring into his grandfather Samuel’s eyes.

His whole body tensed. His blood ran cold.

“In that case,” she said quietly, “let’s talk.”

Her voice was calm, barely above a whisper–but it hit like a weight on everyone in the room.

“Okay,” Jose said, nodding quickly, completely falling in line. He knew better than to push back now.

The rest of the guys on the floor stared in disbelief.

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