Outcast Queen: Her Return from Hell novel Chapter 379

"It's not your turn to speak."

Pierce didn't even spare Thaddeus a glance.

His ruthless gaze bypassed the crowd, locking onto the dozens of bodyguards who had just besieged Phoenix like a venomous snake. His lips parted, his voice dripping with lethal intent. "Speak. Who injured my wife's shoulder?"

Swept by that stare, the Miller family's bodyguards shuddered collectively, cold sweat drenching their backs.

The courtyard was dead silent. No one dared to step forward and confess. Their survival instincts screamed at them: whoever admitted to it would absolutely not live to see tomorrow!

Being publicly ignored, Thaddeus trembled with rage and roared, "Pierce Sterling! You are too arrogant! I am the head of the Miller family! Your actions today are a public provocation and a declaration of war against us!"

"I said, it's not your turn to speak." Pierce's eyes turned lethal.

Before his words faded, several men in black darted forward like ghosts, instantly surrounding Thaddeus.

The synchronized click of weapons being cocked rang out.

Several cold, black muzzles were pressed directly against Thaddeus's forehead without hesitation.

The chilling sensation of the metal stopped Thaddeus's heart. The furious curses stuck in his throat were forced back down, dissolving into silent terror.

He was insane! Pierce Sterling was an absolute lunatic! He was actually arrogant enough to aim guns at the head of the Miller family in public!

But faced with those black muzzles, Thaddeus could only swallow his raging fury, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Because he knew better than anyone that once this man's bottom line was crossed, he truly would initiate a massacre right then and there!

Looking at the broad back shielding her, the tension in Phoenix's spine eased slightly, a quiet warmth flowing through her heart.

Once, she had viewed Pierce with nothing but calculation and caution. But now... faced with this man's unconditional favoritism, her hardened heart couldn't help but yield to a sense of reliance.

The smirk on Pierce's lips deepened into a chilling curve, horrifying brutality surging in his deep eyes.

"Too afraid to confess?" He casually popped his knuckles. "Fine. Then... break one arm of every single one of them."

Before he finished speaking, his men lunged forward, instantly pinning the Miller bodyguards to the ground.

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