Her Celestial Farm on the Scrapyard Planet novel Chapter 143

Someone barreled out from behind Elizabeth, arms spread wide, blocking the punch with their own body.

It was Taxhn.

She looked pale from nerves, but her eyes blazed with resolve as she shouted with all she had, “Dad!”

Mick Conte froze, his entire body jolting. He stared at sha like he was looking at a ghost.

For a second, shock and confusion played across his face

Then his brow furrowed, and his eyes filled with irritation, not joy.

“Tasha? Weren’t you and your mom exiled? What are you doing here?”

His words hit Tasha like a slap. She trembled, face going white as a sheet.

Mick’s wife, Mandy Conte, shricked like someone had stepped on her toes. “Mick! That really is the brat? How did she get back? You better not even think about bringing her home! I will never let that little criminal set foot in my house! If she so much as tries, I’ll dump her in foster care!”

The green–haired kid leaned over to the redhead and whispered, “Terence, is that trash picker really your

sister?”

The redhead, Terence Conte, looked like someone had slapped him in the face. “No way! I don’t know her! My parents only have me! She’s nothing to me!”

Elizabeth pulled Tasha closer, glaring at Mick and Lila with nothing but contempt. “So this is the guy who married up and then threw his wife under the bus–ruined her mind, got her exiled, and dumped his own daughter. Some real winner, huh? Deadbeat dad, that’s what you are.”

Those words–deadbeat dad–landed like a punch. Mick’s face went from red to nearly black.

Tasha nodded, her voice shaking with pain and hate. “Ms. Elizabeth, that’s him! Don’t worry, I would rather die than go back with them!”

Her accusation, paired with Elizabeth’s, made Mick snap. The words “deadbeat” and “married up” hit him right where it hurt, and now he was beyond furious.

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his partner. “Unbelievable! You think you can do whatever you want on Centria Planet? Assaulting an officer too! Take then in!”

Both officers pulled out handcuffs and marched over.

Elizabetly’s voice cut in, sharp and commanding. “Hold in The two officers actually stopped, startled by the force in her tone.

She stepped in front of the kids, locking eyes with Mr. Wardenfold. “Is this how you handle things? You just take one side, never check the facts, never look at the scene, just arrest people? Is that what the law says?”

Ward looked annoyed and stubborn. “They’re hurt. That’s proof enough. You don’t put your hands on people, no matter what. Especially not an officer. You made it worse for yourselves. Enough talk–come quietly.”

Elizabeth let out a cold laugh. “Proof? They hit my sister with a ball on purpose, called us names, and we defended ourselves. That’s the real story. They started it. You don’t care. They insulted us. You ignore it. Because they look like they have money, and we look like trash, we’re supposed to just take it? If we fight back, we’re criminals? This is your idea of justice? You’re not enforcing the law, you’re protecting the privileged.”

Her words hit hard, and Ward’s face turned red with anger. “You’re twisting things! Cooperate or we’ll use force!”

They tried to move in again.

Elizabeth’s stare turned deadly cold. “Don’t you dare touch us. If you try, I’ll file a complaint for police brutality, abuse of power, and discrimination against citizens. I’ll take it straight to the Kingdom’s oversight board and post everything on Starnet. Let’s see how your careers hold up under a real investigation.”

The officers hesitated, shaken by her confidence. They were used to bullying the weak, but they’d never seen anyone from the bottom stand up to them like this.

They glanced at each other, suddenly unsure.

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