Written Off as Trash, I Activated My Hidden Queen Mode novel Chapter 114

Chapter 114 A Brother’s Generous Gifts

“Seriously? None of you is curious?”

When no one so much as looked up, realization finally dawned on Kenneth.

“You already knew Queen was Stella.”

“Yeah.”

“How?”

Kenneth’s frustration was written all over his face.

Frederick gave a faint smile. “By using our eyes.”

“Mom? Dad?”

Sylvie shook her head helplessly. “Obviously.”

“Then why didn’t anyone tell me?”

“We figured it out ourselves. You were slow–is that my fault?”

Kenneth pushed back from the table, breakfast barely touched.

“Where are you going?”

Sylvie called after him, concerned.

“To see my sister.”

“Don’t lead her into trouble, and don’t annoy her. Just take her shopping, buy her things, treat her to nice meals–and don’t forget to pay.”

Kenneth waved a hand over his shoulder, slid into his red Porsche, and peeled out of the estate.

“Frederick, you’ll need to handle things at the company for a while. Your father and I have to prepare for the welcoming ceremony.”

“Got it.”

Sylvie hesitated. “Do you think we should invite Jasper? Last night, Stella didn’t seem to hold anything against him. And honestly, I don’t think he’s like the rest of the Moores.”

Bruce considered this. “We should ask Stella first.”

“I’ll bring it up next time we see her.”

Bruce nodded.

Their family needed to focus on the present, on protecting the ones still here. But he would never forget

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Azure Peak University.

Stella had just stepped out of class when she spotted Kenneth leaning against his car.

“Kenneth. Everything okay?”

“You have more classes?”

She shook her head. “No.”

“Good. I’m taking you somewhere.”

“Where?”

“Last night was incredible. You deserve a reward.”

Kenneth guided her into the passenger seat.

“Kenneth, you don’t have to get me anything.”

“Whether you need it is your business. Me not giving you anything? That’s just bad manners.”

Stella couldn’t help but smile.

Kenneth drove her to a private boutique–the kind that didn’t put prices in the windows. After the stylist took her measurements, he slid a black card across the counter.

‘Let’s start with thirty custom pieces. Formal wear.”

‘Kenneth, that’s too many.”

“It’s not. There are 365 days in a year.

“And another eighty or so everyday outfits. Mix up the styles.”

“Of course, Mr. Shaw.”

Kenneth turned to her, his expression warm. “Come on. Let’s go pick out your birthday present.”

“My birthday’s not for months.”

“Then I’ll make up for the last twenty years.”

“Really, you don’t have to. Just knowing you care is enough.”

Kenneth’s brow furrowed. He looked at her seriously. “Stella, let me tell you something. If a man says he cares about you but never shows it–walks away. That’s just empty words. He’s not serious.”

She nodded, though only half the meaning landed.

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“That store over there has good bags. Let’s check it out.”

“Kenneth, we’ve already gotten plenty.”

“Running out of space? You’re at Imperial Crest Towers, right? I’ll get you a bigger place. Turn it into a walk–in closet. Easy.

He continued, “Stella, what’s your favorite color?”

‘Anything’s fine.”

‘Then we’re getting one in every color.”

Stella’s eyes went wide. She grabbed his arm. “Kenneth. I like white.”

Kenneth laughed and ruffled her hair. “White it is. One of every style–in white.”

Her phone buzzed.

She glanced at the screen, and her expression softened. “Elias.”

Where are you?”

There was something in his voice–a thread of panic she didn’t understand.

Stella’s brow furrowed slightly. “Veridan Plaza.”

‘Let me talk to him.”

Kenneth noticed her frown and immediately assumed the worst.

She shook her head. Even through the phone, she could hear Elias‘ breath coming faster.

Was he running?

‘Elias, what’s wrong?”

“That guy–the one who took you before. He’s out.”

Her eyes dimmed.

So that was who had been following her that day.

Because of his diagnosis, he’d avoided the death penalty. She never thought he’d actually be released.

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