My 419 Nightmare

52. The Queen Entrance

Kit's POV

I glance at clock on the wall and realized it's almost time for another report.

Ever since I established Z, I cook up a system for them to report back at me without any trace. It is simple, to be honest. Using a burner phone and a strict schedule.

Most of the top tier guys will have the number of this burner phone and all of them will have to report back to me every two hours. If nothing to report, they will simply post a Z. If it is something important and they can't get to me, due to me being busy at the restaurant or sleeping, they are allowed to give me a call. Using a strict code that is.

Right now, while listening to my friends discussion, I'm currently in the middle of deleting all the 'Z's from my mailbox, when a new report come through.

'Eiffel is a decoy. The Queen is checking.' - Z.

"Shit!"

----------

All head turns towards the pregnant angel as he scramble away from the living room. His friends shared a look while the devil, overly concern, stands up and chase him. The angel stop at the kitchen, dialling a number and waiting for the other side to pick up.

"Angel, wh-"

The pregnant angel put up a hand, stopping the devil from saying anything as the other side have finally pick his call. Instantly, with his chilled voice, he barrage his questions.

"What the hell happen? Where is she now?"

"The Queen have put up decoy. The bird lands a few minutes ago. The Queen is now heading towards the nest."

Listening intently, the frown on the angel's face deepens.

"Which nest? The King?"

"No. Hers."

The devil stare dumbfounded by his angel's side, listening to the weird cryptic sentences that make zero sense to him. He was worried as he saw the angel sported a pained and angered look, but stop himself from approaching the latter as the angel spewed out his demon's chilling tone.

The conversation last a few minutes longer, without the devil paying any attention towards its content, as he's busy getting aroused by how hot his sweet demonic, pregnant angel look at that moment.

The angel turn to face his devil after ending the call, his rage halted by the infamous look on his lover's face. Sporting a confused look, the angel slowly lower his eyes downward, before finally widen with what's within his sight.

"Seriously, Ming!?"

----------

Beam's POV

"Beam, I think she's back."

I nod once, agreeing with my best friend's observation. We both know that look on Kit's face. It only appears whenever a certain woman come into question.

His mother.

I look up towards the kitchen, hoping that his devil baby daddy will be able to calm him down over anything that woman might have done.

"What's wrong, P' Beam? You look so worried. Who are you guys talking about, P' Pha?"

I silently turn towards the youngest of us, smiling slightly at his confused look. No matter how long ago it is when we first met, Wayo still look like a fresh baby out of the oven. So pure and innocent.

Compared to my own lover, who was both a wolf and puppy, Wayo is way too charming for Pha to keep his hands on. But both of our partners wants to know. They're our close ones now. And this puppy by my side is lowering his tail, swishing it slowly, wanting to get into action.

Maybe it's time for them to learn about the existence of another player in this.

The Queen.

I gave out a small nod towards Phana, receiving the same agreement back from him, agreeing about what I've been thinking about.

The only problem is, we don't know which side she's going to take.

Us...

Or theirs....

"Seriously, Ming!?"

All four of us turn our attention towards the kitchen where now a pregnant friend of mine is stomping out in anger. No, not with rage, but with a slight blush on his cheeks.

Forth nudge me on the ribs and hold his chin out towards something when I turn to him. I follow his eyes and...

Ah... that Ming.

----------

The Queen's POV

"I guess that boy might have already known about my return."

I glance towards the rear mirror, noticing a couple of black clad man riding supervises with a black, fully bulletproof BMW are following me at a distance. I heard my personal chauffeur answers with a short yes, while I focus on the information on my tablet.

It seems like my son have found himself a guy and that old man is not happy about it huh? So this is what it's all about?

All you ever think about are heirs na, father? And you sure willing to go to any length to make it happen.

I still remember what you did to me just to make sure your legacy doesn't die with me. You are the one that isn't capable to sire an heir and you take it down on me?

You rob me of my one true love, my hope and believes and now you want to do the same to my own son?

How about this time... I put a stop on it.

For good.

----------

The night goes further with multiple forces, joining hands, making plans for the next day. Only the queen, the sole queen that have survived a tremendous lot of suffering and still be standing on her own two feet, is making her plans alone.

She plans to make things right, to stop the travesty and reveal the cold hard truth to the world.

Even if that truth will bite everyone's back in the butt, and chomp it down to the bone.

But... she still haven't decided, will she need to have his son in the loop or not.

One thing for sure, before anything, she need to make sure to her son that she mean no harm.

Even if she has been denying his son the right to his motherly love before.

"G, set up a meeting with my son. Privately. It's best if he himself didn't know about it beforehand."

"Yes, Mistress."

It's time the queen make her entrance. It's time for the world to learn...

What a mother's wrath can be.