The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think novel Chapter 337

Chapter 337 Battle With

The Williams Family (Pa…

As they headed back, Lucien was behind the wheel, his face still lit with excitement. Maren sat beside him, watching the road and reminding him to keep his focus.

“Relax. Once I get home, I’ll quietly reach out to the people I trust. But I’ll have to take things slow. If I move too fast, my grandfather might start paying attention,” Lucien assured Maren.

He had to admit, Maren’s plan made more sense than anything he’d come up with. Calvert might’ve wanted to steer clear of a head–on clash with the Williams family, but he saw it plain as day–they weren’t looking to negotiate. They wanted to wipe the Marshall name off the map. The only way to stop that from happening was to hit them first, and hit hard.

“Do what you have to. I’ll be waiting,” Maren replied.

“Got it.”

Once everything was settled, Lucien stepped out and disappeared into the night. They agreed to meet again in Shueso Town when the clock struck midnight.

The night moved fast. Soon enough, it was 1 a.m.

At the base of a secluded mountain near the outskirts of Shueso Town, a provisional military base had been established.

Walls of steel and concrete boxed the place in, with heavy artillery aimed outward like sleeping beasts. Guards patrolled every corner, inside and out, their boots crunching softly against the gravel. Up above, drones circled like vultures, scanning every inch of terrain beyond the wire fences.

Within the secured perimeter stood temporary living quarters.

In one of the rooms, Yvette was stretched out on a bed, speaking to Shawn on the phone while basking in her usual self–indulgence. She had on a skimpy spaghetti–strap dress, and a group of attractive men were tending to her needs. Even so, she carried on the conversation with Shawn as if nothing were out of the ordinary, though now and then, a faint moan escaped her lips.

“Shawn, how much longer do we have to rot in this dump? I’m getting eaten alive by bugs. Didn’t you already talk to Calvert? What’s his deal? Is he giving in or still playing tough?”

“I talked to him. It’s no surprise he managed to control Voutsas for so long–there wasn’t the slightest hint of retreat in how he spoke. But it’s obvious he’s not looking to stir up trouble with us either. He’s clinging to the foolish idea that we can somehow coexist in peace,” Shawn said with disdain.

“This is clearly a golden chance for them. It would pull them out of a place like Voutsas and finally open the door to the global arena. They’re so ungrateful. Just this morning, some of their people were sneaking around

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near our base, trying to sniff out information,” said Yvette, her voice brimming with frustration.

“That’s because I warned him last night. Told him we had boots on the ground in Shueso Town. Made it clear -cooperate, or I’ll level Voutsas and take what’s mine.”

Seizing control of Slatinia was hardly a challenge for the Williams family. The Marshall family had strength, but their long–standing grip had only held Voutsas back from growing. Because of that, Shawn didn’t consider them a serious obstacle. His only aim was to claim Slatinia without wasting too uch energy.

“No surprise the mayor of Grisriver had people reach out to us today, and even sent along presents.” With smug delight, Yvette looked down at the handsome man who was massaging her feet and licking them with

care.

He just so happened to be the mayor’s son.

Sent by his father with orders and ambition, the young man showed up hoping to charm Yvette into favor. She barely gave him a glance before deciding to make use of him. Yvette had a well–documented weakness for pretty faces, especially ones this eager to please.

For her, his presence was all the confirmation she needed–the mayor of Grisriver was ready to play nice.

“Not bad. We’ve already taken hold of a city without much resistance. Slatinia is turning out to be much weaker than Criala,” Shawn sneered, his contempt for Slatinia deepening further.

“The Marshall family definitely doesn’t stand a chance against you. I’d wager Calvert won’t even hold out a few days before throwing in the towel,” Yvette said with firm conviction.

“A few days? You’re giving them too much credit.” Shawn had no intention of letting the Marshall family stall “I already gave Calvert the warning last night. They’ve got 24 hours to make a choice. If they don’t fall in line, my men will march into Voutsas and wipe out the Marshall family entirely!”

“Shawn, you’re brilliant,” Yvette purred.

She could already feel the rush building in her chest. Less than sixty minutes remained before Calvert’s

deadline hit. Everything was falling into place.

She was convinced they wouldn’t have the nerve to challenge the Williams family, and Shawn shared that

belief.

“Well, if this place doesn’t suit your tastes, you’re free to head to Voutsas now and take control of the Marshall family. Either way, their clock’s just about run out.” With that, Shawn ended the call.

Yvette couldn’t have been in better spirits.

“Get the car. We’re going to Voutsas to take the Marshall family for ourselves!” She was eager to escape this miserable place. The thought of being in Voutsas, with the Marshall family at her beck and call, was far more enticing to her.

She figured by the time she arrived, the Marshalls would already be on their knees.

“Let’s see if Higgs is even alive. Word is, someone finally got their hands on that useless coward.”

With that, Yvette climbed into the car and sped away from the base without looking back.