Written Off as Trash, I Activated My Hidden Queen Mode novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11 Unanswered Questions

“Check again. She lives at Imperial Crest Towers,” Elias said, his voice tinged with disappointment.

“Right away, Mr. Cross,” Gideon replied, serious. He hurried off, knowing his job as chief assistant was on the line if he failed.

Leo watched Elias‘ smile fade, his brows furrowed tight. “You’d risk your life just to chase a girl?”

Elias ignored him, shooting a glare that told Leo to focus on treating him.

“You two just met by chance, and you’re obsessed with finding her. I can’t help but think you’re in love,” Leo teased.

Elias froze for a second before snapping, “I don’t like owing people favors. I’m looking for her to say you.”

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“Thank you? You ran through a rainstorm with a fresh injury for a ‘thank you‘? Do you think I’d believe that? You’re the cold–hearted ‘King of Hell‘–when have you ever cared about repaying favors?” Leo scoffed.

Everyone knew “heartless” was Elias‘ middle name. Gratitude? What a joke.

‘Get back to work,” Elias growled, his head throbbing.

‘Chances are the girl doesn’t even remember you,” Leo added, hitting a nerve.

Elias felt an unexpected twinge of irritation.

‘Still, I’m curious. If she’s prettier than Iris, she must be stunning,” Leo said.

Elias shot him another glare. “Quit or get out.”

‘Not leaving. I love my job,” Leo muttered. Like hell he’d quit! Elias was healthy 99% of the time, and the ob paid like crazy. Where else would he find such a sweet gig?

At the Harlow Villa, Elaine’s eyes were icy, her lips pressed tight as her breathing quickened. The scene at Azure Peak University had been the most humiliating moment of her life.

‘Elaine, have some coffee,” Jasmine said, forcing a sweet smile despite her seething anger.

Elaine nodded coldly. Her attitude toward Jasmine was far frostier than before–a stark contrast to her previous warmth.

Jasmine’s heart sank, plummeting from hope to despair. She sat silently, seething with hatred for Stella.

Silas cut to the chase. “Mr. and Mrs. Harlow, did you really have no idea Stella was an SAT top scorer at 13? That she went to Azure Peak University and studied abroad?”

Ruby put on a sincere face, feigning frustration. “We had no clue! She never called us, never visited. We heard nothing from her.”

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Chapter 11 Unanswered Questions

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Derek frowned, his mind wandering.

Stella is a genius? Who has she gotten that from? Could it be from her?

He’d only been nice to Luna because she was useful. A few of her tips had helped him escape poverty and become a successful businessman. Luna had begged him to let her go, offering more than 100 million dollars. He’d thought it was just a trick to run away and she just needed a good beating.

To avoid his advances, Luna had taught him how to make money. And he had–big time. He’d always assumed Luna was just an ordinary college graduate, never guessing she might have hidden connections.

Could Stella be the heiress of a wealthy family? If so, I’ve missed out big time.

Derek weighed his options.

Marry Stella off to Marcus for 100 million dollars now, or hunt for her biological family?

In the end, the 100 million dollars from Marcus seemed safer. If her real family had wanted her, they’d have found her by now.

His tense expression relaxed, and his worries faded.

Elaine sipped her coffee, giving Ruby a cold look. “Your ‘compensation‘ for ending the engagement was 100 clay tiles? You practically told everyone my son is worthless!”

“I planned to give more! The whole mess happened before I could,” Ruby lied, forcing a nervous smile. She’d had no idea Stella would stand up to her after all these years.

“The Thornes have been humiliated beyond repair,” Elaine fumed, her anger threatening to boil over.

“Mr. Harlow, why didn’t you register Stella’s birth?” Silas pressed, sensing something was off. The story didn’t add up.

Derek and Ruby’s smiles froze.

“I wasn’t married to her mother. Back then, I couldn’t register a child without a marriage certificate. We just never got around to it,” Derek lied, pouring more coffee to distract them.

Elaine stared at them sharply, her gaze like a scanner, picking up on their discomfort.

“By the way, I consulted a fortune teller. The eighth day of next month is a good day for Jasmine and Silas‘ engagement party. What do you think?” Ruby said, desperate to change the subject.

“We’ll see,” Elaine replied flatly.

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