Outcast Queen: Her Return from Hell novel Chapter 316

Ignis Global.

When Phoenix stepped out of her car, she found a massive mob of protesters blocking the main entrance, viciously screaming obscenities at any employee trying to get inside.

The toxic online firestorm had fully spilled over onto Ignis Global. The netizens had completely lost their minds, swept up in a self-righteous crusade. The ones who had been enchanted by Cassandra and Lydia's manufactured fragility were the loudest, feeling emboldened enough to physically riot at the corporate headquarters.

"It's Phoenix! Go to hell, you psycho! Having a parasite like you in Cloudhaven is a curse!"

"Phoenix, you evil bitch, I suggest you get on your knees and apologize to Cassandra and Lydia. Otherwise... we won't let you off the hook!"

The mob surged forward, hurling abuse, their bodies pressing dangerously against the line of security guards as if they were seconds away from tearing her apart.

"Security! Throw this trash out!"

Macy Monroe stormed out of the lobby, leading a heavily armed squad of guards with terrifying momentum.

Seeing Macy arrive with such a massive, intimidating force caused the protesters to instinctively shrink back, their aggressive volume dropping significantly.

"Macy, wait." Phoenix raised a hand, gracefully blocking Macy's warpath. "They're just pathetic fools dancing to someone else's tune."

"Who the hell are you calling fools?!"

"You've got some nerve acting so arrogant! Do you think we're just going to roll over for you?"

Phoenix's lips curved into a chillingly beautiful, highly predatory smile. Without saying a word, she took a single, calculated step forward. That tiny movement radiated such suffocating dominance that the front line of protesters inexplicably panicked and stumbled back.

"Calling you fools is a compliment," her voice rang out, silky but laced with absolute lethal authority. "Someone turns on a camera, spills a fake sob story, squeezes out three tears, and you brainless sheep treat it as the gospel truth."

"If I start a live stream right now, force some tears, and play the victim, will you all worship me too?"

"Cassandra and Lydia are different!"

Macy couldn't take the stupidity anymore. She lunged forward, her hand slicing through the air as she delivered a blistering slap across the speaker's face.

The sharp, explosive sound echoed through the plaza, silencing the entire crowd.

Everyone stared at Macy in sheer terror. They never expected this breathtakingly gorgeous CEO to possess such raw violence.

"Let me make this crystal clear. I didn't build Ignis Global from the ground up by backing down from a fight." Her eyes were blazing with unhinged fury. "You people are making me sick. I'm giving you exactly three minutes to get out of my sight. Otherwise... I'll have my security team physically remove you."

"You're such a fool sometimes." Phoenix pulled her best friend into a tight, comforting hug. "Relax. This whole circus is going to end very soon. But they haven't quite reached the summit of their little mountain yet. We just need to wait a little longer."

"Are we going to be able to destroy them completely this time?" Macy looked up, her eyes burning with anticipation.

Phoenix nodded, a lethal glint flashing in her dark eyes. "Once they reach the absolute top, they're going to fall straight down into hell."

Watching from the sidelines, Yolanda was deeply moved by their unbreakable bond. She couldn't believe that a ruthless, high-powered CEO like Macy Monroe would break down in tears just because someone insulted her best friend.

The things these two women must have gone through to forge such a bond had to be extraordinary.

As she was lost in thought, her phone buzzed.

Yolanda glanced at the screen, and her pupils constricted sharply.

"Ms. Prescott, Phoebe is live-streaming."

Phoenix arched an elegant eyebrow, an amused smile playing on her lips. "Right on schedule. Let's hope Phoebe's performance doesn't disappoint me."