Nine Hot Therians and Their Only One Queen novel Chapter 802

Chapter 802 Passing the Blame, Passing the Buck

“They’re all yours.”

Lucien’s eyes widened. He was just about to snap when Calum–clearly having anticipated this reaction–cut him off.

“There’s urgent news from the front. I’ll go first.”

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Before the words had even fully left his mouth, Calum’s figure blurred and vanished down the corridor in a flash, fast enough to look like he was fleeing for his life.

“Calum…” Lucien stood there, staring at the dense schedule of meetings filling his lightcore, his teeth grinding in irritation.

The old Calum would never have pulled something like this–dumping a mess on someone else and running off. This style, this effortless way of passing the buck… it was practically identical to Silas.

Lucien immediately placed a call to Silas.

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The line connected in less than a second, as if the other party had been waiting for it.

Before Silas could launch into his usual polished pleasantries, Lucien cut straight to the point, his voice cold. “Calum asked me to take over his meetings. That was your idea, wasn’t it?”

On the other end, Silas sounded perfectly innocent. “That’s an unfair accusation. I never told him to ask you. Calum came by this morning for something and mentioned he’d been too busy lately–barely had time to go home and spend time with Emy. I just casually suggested he find someone reliable he trusts to share the workload.”

It really wasn’t his fault. He hadn’t mentioned Lucien by name.

“But if you think about it from another angle,” Silas continued lightly, “doesn’t it just prove that in Calum’s eyes, you’re the most reliable and trustworthy person?”

Listening to that string of nonsense, Lucien felt a vein throb at his temple. Silas hadn’t named him–but he had drawn a perfect circle, and Lucien was the only one standing inside it. After all, only someone of his standing could suppress those old officials.

“Just you wait.”

Not bothering to listen to any more of Silas‘ act, Lucien hung up without expression.

Silas glanced at the abruptly ended call and raised a brow His fingers tapped lightly as he exited the call screen and, with practiced ease, opened the pinned conversation at the top–Emma.

“Emy, I messed up.” He typed quickly.

Back at home, Emma blinked in confusion when she saw the message. She reread it three times, as if doubting her own eyes.

Silas? Messed up?

Those two concepts together felt more unbelievable than Calum suddenly learning how to cook.

Silas could mess things up?

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Chapter 802 Passing the Blame, Passing the Buck

She sat up straight and replied at once. “What happened? What did you do?”

There wasn’t a trace of worry–only pure curiosity about what kind of trouble Silas could possibly cause

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His reply came instantly. “I ran into Calum this morning… I honestly didn’t expect him to dump all his work on Lucien Lucien just called me he was furious and hung up on me. Emy, he might complain to you. Will you be mad at me? I really dorit mean it

Emma stared at the long, heartfelt explanation, her lips twitching. She might not claim to be smarter than Sillas, but this >bvious maneuver was easy to see through.

Calum coming up with the idea to dump everything on Lucien–who was currently incubating cubo? if Sitas hadn’t nudged things along, she might as well swallow her lightcore. This was clearly Silas predicting Calum’s reaction and digging a pit for Lucien to fall

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Emma let out a helpless sigh, rubbing her temples. There was no clean way to judge this.

Silas had already taken the initiative to “confess,” positioning himself as honest and apologetic. If she punished him, she’d look unreasonable. But Lucien had genuinely been wronged–dragged into extra work while still incubating cubs. If she ignored that, he’d definitely feel upset.

Both sides had their reasons. And neither could be slighted.

Emma’s eyes shifted slightly as an idea formed. Since Silas had started this fire, he could put it out himself.

She sent back a GIF of an exaggerated look of shock, deliberately acting like she hadn’t caught the subtext at all.

‘Wait, how did it end up like this? Lucien’s still incubating cubs—he must be exhausted. And now he’s mad… what are we supposed to do?”

She tossed the problem right back while layering in just enough concern. Perfect.

On the other side, Silas read her message and couldn’t help but laugh.

Little Emy’s getting smarter. She knows exactly how to pass the problem back to me now.

Smiling, he quickly typed a reply. “Exactly… what should we do?”

Emma stared at the screen, already picturing him saying it in that deliberately soft, coaxing tone.

She rolled her eyes, about to fire something back, when a new message from Lucien popped up. “Emy, I won’t be able to come back for lunch today. I might not make it back tonight either.”

He ended it with a GIF of a pitiful pout.

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