Outcast Queen: Her Return from Hell novel Chapter 379

"It's not your turn to speak."

Pierce didn't even spare Thaddeus a glance.

His ruthless gaze bypassed the crowd, locking onto the dozens of bodyguards who had just besieged Phoenix like a venomous snake. His lips parted, his voice dripping with lethal intent. "Speak. Who injured my wife's shoulder?"

Swept by that stare, the Miller family's bodyguards shuddered collectively, cold sweat drenching their backs.

The courtyard was dead silent. No one dared to step forward and confess. Their survival instincts screamed at them: whoever admitted to it would absolutely not live to see tomorrow!

Being publicly ignored, Thaddeus trembled with rage and roared, "Pierce Sterling! You are too arrogant! I am the head of the Miller family! Your actions today are a public provocation and a declaration of war against us!"

"I said, it's not your turn to speak." Pierce's eyes turned lethal.

Before his words faded, several men in black darted forward like ghosts, instantly surrounding Thaddeus.

The synchronized click of weapons being cocked rang out.

Several cold, black muzzles were pressed directly against Thaddeus's forehead without hesitation.

The chilling sensation of the metal stopped Thaddeus's heart. The furious curses stuck in his throat were forced back down, dissolving into silent terror.

He was insane! Pierce Sterling was an absolute lunatic! He was actually arrogant enough to aim guns at the head of the Miller family in public!

But faced with those black muzzles, Thaddeus could only swallow his raging fury, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Because he knew better than anyone that once this man's bottom line was crossed, he truly would initiate a massacre right then and there!

Looking at the broad back shielding her, the tension in Phoenix's spine eased slightly, a quiet warmth flowing through her heart.

Once, she had viewed Pierce with nothing but calculation and caution. But now... faced with this man's unconditional favoritism, her hardened heart couldn't help but yield to a sense of reliance.

The smirk on Pierce's lips deepened into a chilling curve, horrifying brutality surging in his deep eyes.

"Too afraid to confess?" He casually popped his knuckles. "Fine. Then... break one arm of every single one of them."

Before he finished speaking, his men lunged forward, instantly pinning the Miller bodyguards to the ground.

Hearing her voice, the violent aura surrounding Pierce vanished instantly.

He turned around, the coldness in his eyes melting into a pool of warmth, his voice incredibly gentle. "Cloudhaven is unstable right now. I was worried about you, so I had people keep an eye on your movements."

Phoenix paused, practically picturing the man abandoning a table full of meeting documents to race over at breakneck speed.

"Leave the rest to me." Pierce raised his hand, naturally tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, his thumb gently brushing her cheek. "I'll clear away every obstacle in your path."

Phoenix's eyes flickered. She wanted to say something, but ultimately just nodded and obediently stepped back.

When Pierce turned to face Thaddeus again, the tenderness vanished, replaced by a freezing, murderous intent.

"Now, it's your turn."

Locked in his razor-sharp gaze, cold sweat poured down Thaddeus's back.

He took a deep breath, forcing out the authority of a patriarch as he gritted his teeth. "Pierce, our foundation might not match the Sterling family's, but if you push us to the brink, you won't walk away unscathed either! Besides, you've been kicked out of the Sterling family's inner circle. Instead of laying low, you come to my home to start a bloodbath. Don't you think that's foolish?"