Written Off as Trash, I Activated My Hidden Queen Mode novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89 Kenneth and Amelia’s Fury

“Are you going to be okay?”

“I’m not a kid. I can handle it.”

Frederick understood that his brother needed some space and didn’t try to stop him.

Elias was still on the phone, worried that Amelia might do something reckless. He’d already instructed his security team to keep an eye on her, and Jax was on it too.

He glanced anxiously at the surgery light.

“If you have things to take care of, go ahead. I’ll stay here. I’ll watch over my sister.”

“Call me if anything changes.”

Elias left, immediately checking Amelia’s location–only to find out she’d given his men the slip and vanished.

County Jail.

When Amelia and Kenneth both showed up at the same time, it caused a stir.

They looked at each other. No words were needed. They understood perfectly what the other was there to

1. do.

“I’m here to see Derek.”

“I’m here to see Derek.”

They spoke in unison, their voices cold enough to make the guards shiver.

Two strangers with no obvious connection to the inmate–both demanding to see a man on death row.

The guards knew better than to get in their way.

When Derek saw the two unfamiliar faces, he looked genuinely confused. He ventured nervously, “Did they send you to get me out?”

“Dream on.”

Amelia’s fist connected with his face. Blood sprayed through the air.

Everyone in the room went pale.

“Miss Cross.”

Kenneth stepped behind her, holding up a hand to stop the guards from rushing in. “If there are consequences, I’ll handle them. I take responsibility for his actions.”

9:50 am Pppp.

Chapter 89 Kenneth and Amelia’s Fury

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“Who the hell are you people?”

Amelia’s foot drove into his stomach. “You put your hands on my best friend.”

Her eyes burned with a fury that made her look like something out of a nightmare. Derek scrambled backward until he hit the corner, genuinely terrified.

“I don’t even know you. I’ll report this-”

“You chained her up. You starved her. You beat her. You locked her away.”

Each word was punctuated by another blow.

“You miserable piece of trash. You thought death would be enough? Who the hell sentenced him? This is too light. Dying’s too easy. After everything my friend went through-”

Amelia broke down completely, sobbing uncontrollably.

The elegant, composed lady, always so put together, crying without caring who saw.

“Amelia, watch the door.”

“On it.”

Kenneth loosened his tie and shrugged off his expensive black suit jacket. As he walked toward Derek, he rolled up the sleeves of his white dress shirt and undid the top two buttons. His eyes were cold, looking down at the barely conscious man like he was already dead.

“You touched someone from the Shaw family. Interesting choice.”

The sound of fists connecting with flesh filled the room.

“Mr. Shaw, please–calm down-”

One look from Amelia shut the guard up fast. He just stood there, making frantic phone calls.

Derek spat out mouthful after mouthful of blood.

Everything went black.

“You want to die? It’s not going to be that easy.”

Kenneth’s jaw was tight, his teeth grinding as he stared down at the man.

“Mr. Cross. Mr. Cross, thank God you’re here. Look at this–what are we supposed to do?”

The small room reeked of blood. Elias‘ nose wrinkled.

“Patch him up. I’ll cover it.”

He tossed the words out and pulled Amelia and Kenneth out of there.

9:50 am P P P P

Chapter 89 Kenneth and Amelia’s Fury

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“Elias, find him the best doctors money can buy. Keep him alive so I can come back and do this again. He’s still got what–three weeks before they execute him?”

Amelia wiped her hands with a wet wipe Kenneth handed her.

“Amelia, that was reckless.”

“Isn’t that why I have you to clean up after me?”

Elias just looked at her.

Meeting his gaze, her bravado crumbled, and the tears started again.

“Elias, my best friend is gone. And she died in the worst way imaginable. I can’t breathe.

“Wait in the car.”

She sniffled. “Okay.”

“I’ll take full responsibility for what happened today.”

Kenneth had known the risks when he walked in..

“I’ll handle it. Don’t mention it again. You should get back to the hospital. Your grandfather’s surgery should be finishing up soon.”

“Thanks.”

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