From Betrayed Luna to Wolf Queen (Lillian) novel Chapter 231

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Chapter 231 Calling the Police

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Hearing Julian’s thoughtless outburst, Eleanor grew even more furious. She could hardly believe this reckless young man was her own flesh and blood.

What was he trying to imply? That she had wronged Lillian years ago?

That was all in the past–water under the bridge. So why bring it up now?

Gritting her teeth, Eleanor snapped, “Do you honestly think she’s here to take care of me?!”

She couldn’t stand that kind of “care.”

To her, Lillian had returned for one reason only to destroy them.

That vicious Omega–what had they ever done to deserve this? Why was she coming after

them now?

It all boiled down to contempt, didn’t it? Lillian had always looked down on them. With her modest background, she had never shown their family an ounce of respect–and now she was making them pay for it.

The thought made Eleanor’s blood boil.

Julian had no energy left to argue. “I’ll be back tonight,” he said flatly. “I have to go.”

The company was in complete disarray. Langley Group was throwing new obstacles at him almost hourly, and Julian felt like he was losing his mind just trying to keep the business afloat.

When Eleanor heard he wouldn’t return until evening, she exploded. “If you wait until tonight, you won’t find your mother here anymore!”

The line went dead with a sharp beep.

Eleanor stood frozen for a moment.

Was he… calling her bluff? She wasn’t just making empty threats!

Given how unstable Lillian had been acting lately, she could strike at any moment. Did Julian really think this was a game?

Fuming, Eleanor stormed downstairs to confront Lillian, but she was nowhere to be seen. Only Lillian’s people remained, stationed in the kitchen and the living room.

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The mess from that morning–items thrown down from upstairs—still lay scattered across the living room floor, untouched. No one had bothered to clean it up.

Seeing the disarray only fueled Eleanor’s rage. “Why hasn’t anyone cleared this up?!” she demanded.

Hannah, one of the housestaff, stammered, “I–I take care of it right away!”

“Take care of it? Her people made this mess–her people can clean it up,” Eleanor shot back.

Lillian’s staff were standing right there in the room. But when Eleanor spoke, none of them even glanced her way.

“Are you all deaf?!” she shouted.

Still, no one acknowledged her.

Eleanor was speechless.

Perfect. Not only had Lillian returned as if she owned the place, but now the whole manor had turned into her personal fortress?

“Where is Lillian?” Eleanor demanded.

“She is resting,” one of Lillian’s attendants replied coolly.

Eleanor stared, incredulous.

Resting. She was living the high life, wasn’t she? It hadn’t been long since lunch ended, the kitchen was already preparing her afternoon tea, and here she was, taking a nap.

Ever since she’d moved back in, Lillian had been eating and sleeping like royalty–while the rest of them were still going hungry.

The injustice of it burned in Eleanor’s chest. She marched straight toward the room Lillian was using–formerly Hilda’s quarters–intent on dragging her out.

But two of Lillian’s servants were posted outside the door. As Eleanor approached, they stepped forward, blocking her path.

“Lillian, you-!” Eleanor began to shout.

Before she could finish, the two attendants seized her, clamped a hand over her mouth, and firmly escorted her back to the top of the staircase. They only released her once they were certain Lillian wouldn’t be disturbed by the noise.

Eleanor couldn’t believe it–manhandled in her own home.

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She glared at the two servants, fury radiating from her. “Have you lost your minds?! Do you even know who truly owns this territory? You think you can run wild here?!”

She screamed the words, but the attendants acted as though they hadn’t heard a thing. Calmly, they turned and resumed their posts outside Lillian’s door, ensuring her rest remained uninterrupted.

Eleanor felt like she was losing her mind.

For the first time, it truly sank in: she was no match for Lillian.

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