Her Celestial Farm on the Scrapyard Planet novel Chapter 39

The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland

Chapter 39 Garbage Planet Goods

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Elizabeth instantly put away every bit of her sharpness. Her face shifted to a look of pure panic, and she screamed at the top of her lungs toward Elmer, “Lieutenant Guerrero! Help! In broad daylight, these people are trying to kidnap me! Is there no law anymore?”

Elmer, who had just been about to leave, stumbled at the explosive shout. A vein throbbed at his temple.

He turned with a dark expression. The woman who, just moments ago inside, had been desperate to divorce Cristian and cut all ties was now standing there “fragile and helpless,” surrounded by a group of people, shamelessly claiming to be General Hewitt’s wife.

This woman… She was… absolutely shameless.

Elmer ranted inwardly, but his body moved faster than his thoughts.

He strode forward, his military boots striking the ground with crisp sounds. His cold gaze swept over Zachary and Hannah, and his voice carried the sharp authority of a soldier. “What do you think you’re doing to Mrs. Hewitt? Surrounding her in public and attempting coercion against the spouse of an active high–ranking officer of the Kingdom. Do you want to end up in a military court?”

The title “Mrs. Hewitt” hit like a thunderclap. Zachary’s previously aggressive expression changed nstantly. As if shocked by electricity, he let go of Elizabeth’s hand and quickly stepped back, bowing slightly. “Lieutenant Guerrero, you misunderstand. We had no such intention.”

Hannah hurriedly put on a pitiful expression and explained anxiously, “Lieutenant Guerrero, you really nisunderstood. I’m Mrs. Hewitt’s sister, and this is my fiancé. We’re family. How could we hurt her? Our Family just missed her so much, so we wanted to invite her home for a get–together.”

Elizabeth immediately added coolly from the side, “Let me repeat. I have no parents and no family. I’m an orphan. Lieutenant Guerrero, I suspect they’re pretending to be my relatives with ulterior motives. Who knows what they’re really planning? You should arrest them and question them properly.”

Elmer’s mouth twitched hard. He resisted the urge to arrest this troublemaking woman along with the others. Instead, he turned to Zachary and Hannah, his tone stern with warning. “I don’t care what your elationship was before. Right now, Ms. Schofield is General Hewitt’s legal wife and is protected under the Kingdom’s military law. No one is allowed to force her or go against her will in any way. Otherwise, it will be considered a provocation against General Hewitt and the Kingdom’s armed forces. You will bear the consequences.”

Hannah wanted to argue further, but Zachary grabbed her firmly.

He understood the power of the military and Cristian’s position. They were not people he could aff challenge head–on.

He gave Elizabeth a long, complicated look. In the end, he said unwillingly in a low voice, “Let’s go.”

Watching the pair leave in disgrace with their bodyguards, Elizabeth clapped her hands in satisfaction.

She looked up just in time to see the next public air bus heading toward the station across the street.

“Thanks, Lieutenant Guerrero! I’ll treat you to dinner sometime!” she called out without a hint of sincerity,

12:52 pm PPPP.

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waving at Kimer. Then, like a murder, the dashed toward the bus stop. There was not the differst trace of the fragile and helpless woman from moments

not help muttering

Elmer stood there, watching her sprint away without any sense of decorum. He cor under his breath, “Not a bit of a lady’s grace. Reckless, money grading, and full of les. How couss someone like her possibly be worthy of our commanding officer

He shook his head and turned toward his military hover car, feeling more exhausted from this errand than from fighting a hard battle.

Elizabeth barely made it back to Mercury Plaza in front of the Centria Planet Freight Hub, cutting it close

to the last minute.

She caught her breath, steadied her breathing, and began looking around.

There were quite a few people coming and going, but she could not tell who had preordered her potatoes.

She was not in a hurry. She picked a relatively visible spot that did not block traffic and unhurriedly took out a dull gray cloth from her storage button, spreading it neatly on the ground.

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