Outcast Queen: Her Return from Hell novel Chapter 103

Phoenix didn't linger at the hospital, quickly leaving with Meredith.

Such a massive commotion at the hospital would inevitably cause a stir, but she was certain Marcus wouldn't dare call the cops. Prominent families valued their reputation above all else. Instead of making this scandal public, he would use every connection he had to suppress it.

Considering Meredith was in the eye of the storm right now, going back to her own place was clearly unsafe. Taking her to Pierce's place was completely out of the question—that temperamental man would probably throw them out the moment he saw her bring a stranger home.

After much thought, the safest place was Prescott Manor.

The tires rolled smoothly over the asphalt as they drove forward.

In the passenger seat, Meredith had her brows tightly knitted, her hollow gaze fixed on the scenery flying by outside the window, clearly weighed down by heavy thoughts.

"Merry, you okay?" Phoenix glanced at her, softening her tone. "If you feel suffocated, I can take you for a spin to clear your head."

Meredith managed a pale smile. "Phoenix, don't worry about me. I just... I'm still trying to process what Macy said."

Her grandfather's favorite person was actually her?

The very idea was ridiculously absurd.

If her grandfather truly favored her, why hadn't he shown up to say a single fair word for her when she was framed and sent to prison? Even during the years she was incarcerated, that so-called "loving elder" hadn't visited her once.

This was what they called "favorite"?

Phoenix slowly pulled the car over to the side of the road and turned on the hazard lights. The interior of the car fell into a brief silence, illuminated only by the faint glow of the dashboard.

"Merry, Macy is already looking into the truth of what happened back then. But the waters run too deep within the Miller family. Many key clues have been artificially erased, so it will take some time to get to the bottom of it."

Macy had stumbled upon this information purely by chance, but following the trail revealed immense resistance. Clearly, there was something fishy behind Gideon's absence all those years ago.

"Phoenix, should I even have hope?" Meredith's eyes reddened as she looked mournfully at Phoenix, her voice trembling. "For the past three years, I forced myself to accept it. I learned to face my grandfather's blatant favoritism."

"I've mentally prepared myself to cut ties with the Millers completely. But now, someone suddenly tells me that I'm his favorite granddaughter... Can I even believe it? I'm terrified... that in the end, it'll just be another carefully spun lie."

Phoenix watched her fragile state and understood perfectly. She reached out, firmly pressing her hand over Meredith's trembling one, staring into her eyes through her glasses.

"Merry, you can hold onto that hope. Even if it shatters in the end, I'll be right behind you. I am your safety net."

Silence fell over the car once more.

After a long time, Meredith took a deep breath, her gaze gradually turning firm. "I want to ask. I need to figure out the truth of what happened back then, if only to give my past self some closure."

"Alright, I'll help you." Phoenix's smile grew even gentler.

She picked up her phone and dialed a number.

Once the call connected, she kept it brief. "Cyan, get ready. I need you to save someone."

Hanging up, Meredith stared at her in shock. "Phoenix, who did you just call? Can the person you're looking for really save my grandfather?"

"Yeah." Phoenix restarted the engine. "Looking at all of Cloudhaven, she's probably the only one who can pull Gideon back from death's door."

Meredith's jaw dropped in astonishment, a legendary name flashing through her mind. "Cyan? Could it be... you're talking about the elusive Azure Healer?!"

Phoenix offered a mysterious smile, dodging the question. She stepped on the gas, and the car shot forward like an arrow towards Prescott Manor.