From Ashes to Queen: Now I Call the Shots novel Chapter 195

Chapter 195 Red Flags and Red Cards

Jack looked baffled, shooting Jasper a questioning look.

Were they really talking about that shady contract from before?

Are you serious right now?

Jasper ignored him completely.

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“That’s not what this is about.”

He had just started to explain when a sleek sports car suddenly pulled up beside them, cutting off his voice with the roar of a drift.

The window rolled down.

Taylor waved. “Get in.”

He didn’t acknowledge Jasper or Jack at all.

“Mr. Jasper, Mr. Jack, I’ll be heading off now,” Scarlett said with a polite smile, tucking the badge into her pocket and getting into the car.

The vehicle sped off in a flash, leaving Jack coughing in its exhaust.

“He’s getting out of hand!”

Jack was fuming. “Jasper, the government’s promoting bigger families, right? I’m going home tonight and asking my parents to petition the Lane family–Pixel is officially my little sister now!”

He was determined.

That sibling bond? It was happening.

“You should sleep. Maybe you’ll dream about it.”

Jack immediately followed him into the car and climbed into the passenger seat.

“Jasper, seriously. Don’t you want such a thoughtful, well–mannered little sister?”

“How do we battle the Lane family for custody?”

“Do you have a good lawyer I can borrow?”

Jasper pinched the bridge of his nose.

“If you said less, no one would mistake you for mute.”

“I’m just saying–don’t you want a sister like her?” Jack looked genuinely upset.

“Forget Grayson. I’m even jealous of those Joyner kids now.”

Jasper cracked the window, letting in some cold air to clear his head.

“If you keep talking, I’ll have someone develop a muting drug just for you.”

Jack immediately clamped a hand over his mouth, sulking in silence.

Chapter 195 Red Flags and Red Cards

Yep. Love really does fade.

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At the Joyner estate-

As the sports car pulled into the driveway, the staff rushed over to clean it.

Scarlett stepped out just as Samson approached.

“Ms. Scarlett, welcome back. The matriarch is waiting in the living room.”

She froze.

Turning to look at Taylor.

He looked unfazed. “You won the championship. She probably wants to reward you. Don’t worry.”

Scarlett glanced at her watch.

It was exactly 11 p.m.

The old matriarch was over seventy–why stay up this late just to give her a reward?

This didn’t feel right.

“Are Mom and Dad home?”

Taylor shook his head. “They had a dinner party. Probably won’t be back until after midnight.”

That confirmed it.

This was a classic move–wait for the elders to be out, then corner the younger ones into something they wouldn’t dare object to.

“Maybe… you could tell Grandma I’m not feeling well? I’ll just skip it tonight.”

Before he could reply, Samson returned.

“Young Miss, why are you still out here? The matriarch said she would wait for you no matter what. She’s not young anymore–don’t keep her up. Please, hurry.”

Taylor waved him off. “Samson, you go on. I’ll take my sister in.”

“Yes, sir.”

Samson gave the siblings a look, but eventually stepped away.

Taylor turned to Scarlett. “Think Grandma’s up to something?”

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