Outcast Queen: Her Return from Hell novel Chapter 335

Boom—!

The entire plaza exploded in an absolute uproar.

[It's Phoebe! It's actually her!!]

[Oh my god! Phoenix really is innocent! Her own biological parents pushed her out to take the fall for their adopted daughter?!]

[This is sickening! I want to throw up! You're a murderer, Phoebe, and you still have the nerve to play the innocent victim?! Go straight to hell!!]

The fury of the audience erupted like a volcano.

They were furious that they had been played for fools, cheering for a literal demon. But they were even angrier that they had unwittingly become accomplices, directing their absolute worst vitriol at an innocent Phoenix. The volatile mix of guilt and rage was enough to tear the roof off.

"Everyone, exactly as you saw," Phoenix's voice sliced through the chaos, commanding and steady. "The real killer from that night was Phoebe."

"To escape her crimes, her first reaction after hitting someone wasn't to save them or call for an ambulance. It was to call her adoptive parents."

"She lied to her parents and brothers, claiming that I threw a tantrum demanding peanut brittle, forcing her to drive out and buy it, which led to the crash. And the most laughable part is that my biological parents, and my own brothers... they all believed her."

"To protect their carefully groomed 'perfect daughter', they didn't hesitate for a second to sacrifice the flesh-and-blood daughter they had just brought home."

"They threatened me, begged me, and promised me the world. But the second my trial ended and I was thrown behind bars, all those promises evaporated like smoke."

At that point, Phoenix let out a low laugh. It was a bleak, deeply sarcastic sound. "Said I wanted peanut brittle? Said I threw a fit demanding she buy it for me?"

She suddenly looked up, her gaze stabbing straight into the camera, as if piercing through the screen to look at a very specific person. "Did my dear Mom and Dad forget... that their biological daughter has a severe, life-threatening allergy to peanut brittle?"

That single sentence was like a jagged knife plunging directly into Vanessa's heart as she watched the screen.

Vanessa's face drained of all color, her body collapsing weakly into the sofa as if her soul had been sucked out.

"Allergic... right, she's allergic..." Vanessa's lips trembled violently. "How could I have missed such a massive flaw in her story... How could I have blindly believed Phoebe's lies..."

"I was wrong... I was so wrong! Phoenix was framed..."

An ocean of regret crashed over her, nearly drowning her. It was a truth that was four years too late, and the ultimate failure of her role as a mother.

Julian tilted his head back, fighting desperately to hold back the tears burning his eyes. His voice was raw. "Mom, you didn't just miss it. You never cared enough about your own daughter to even know."

He wiped his face roughly and spun around, striding toward the door. "I refuse to keep making the same mistake. I'm going to make this right."

"Julian, where are you going?"

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