The Queens: Scarred Queen Novel

Chapter 211 Chapter 211 Michael was momentarily stunned before he grasped Athena's meaning. As Fermin's subordinate, his fate was irrevocably tied to the prince's. The struggle for the throne was perilous. One misstep could spell utter ruin. A spark of surprise lit up his eyes as his gaze turned fervent. Looking at Athena, Michael asked, "Athena, are you concerned about me?" Athena was so exasperated by Michael that she actually let out a laugh, though her face stayed icy cold. "Don't flatter yourself, Michael. I'm just stating the facts.

Now let Trina go, and stop hounding me." "Athena, I-I was just too worried about you," Michael said, his voice laced with exhaustion and helplessness. Athena let out a cold, bitter laugh. "So that gives you the right to have my maid kidnapped and force my hand? Michael, after all these years, I always believed you were an honorable man. Never did I imagine you'd stoop to such despicable tricks." As she spoke, Athena yanked her arm hard, trying to break free from Michael's grip. But Michael wasn't about to let her go- his hand instinctively tightened around her wrist.

Suddenly, Athena cried out in pain. He released her at once, as if burned. Blood was already seeping from her wrist. Michael's breath hitched as he demanded urgently, "What happened? I didn't know you were injured." Athena didn't answer him. Pain drained the color from her face, but her eyes stayed icy as she glared at Michael. "Let Trina go." "Don't you care about your safety at all?" Michael nearly roared, his voice raw with fury. Athena stubbornly ignored him. Michael fixed Trina with an icy glare and demanded, "Explain.

How did Athena get hurt?" Trina said flatly, her eyes full of contempt as she looked at Michael. "Matthew kidnapped Lady Athena. Surely you knew that, Lord Nicholas? That day, you were too busy fighting Ferris over her to even notice her injuries." Michael's eyes were locked on Athena's bleeding wrist, his brows furrowed in fury. "How dare he hurt you like this? Tell me- where is he?" Athena's lips curled into a cold smirk. "What's this, Lord Osborne?

Playing the white knight for me now?" "He'll pay for hurting you," Michael growled, reaching for Athena's wrist only to be stopped by a low, dangerous voice. "Get your filthy hands off her." At the end of the street, an ornate carriage suddenly appeared. Ferris strode toward Athena under his umbrella, his ramrod straight. posture Normally a stickler for cleanliness, Ferris didn't even flinch as mud splattered his elegant robes. His house guards followed closely behind. Ferris's face was icy cold, the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye appearing even more sinisterly striking with his fury.

He stopped ten feet from Athena and held out his hand. "Atheny, come here." Athena was made to leave, but Michael stood motionless, fixing her with pleading eyes. "Don't go to him," he begged. Michael shielded Athena behind him, then whirled to face Ferris and snapped, "Over my dead body you're taking her anywhere as long as I'm here." 1/2 Ferris's voice dropped to a dangerous growl. "Do you have a death wish, Michael?" "Ferris. Michael glared coldly at him, his sword pressed against Ferris's throat. "Don't think your title can protect you. That crumbling noble house of yours?

I don't even see it as a threat." Ferris sneered, "Go ahead, Michael. If you dare, try to hurt me." The downpour intensified, the splashing raindrops seeming to mirror the crackling tension between them. This update is available on FindNovel.net Athena had no choice but to turn to Michael and say coldly, "Didn't you want to avenge me? Matthew is in the dry well at the abandoned shrine west of the city." Michael's expression wavered for a moment, and Athena seized the chance to dash to Ferris's side. Upon seeing her choice, Michael's heart shattered. 2/2