The underworld queen come back and slays novel Chapter 160

Corey let out a hearty laugh. “Good lad you’ve got promise.”

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He clapped Caleb on the shoulder, clearly pleased, and was just about to lead him through the Lysander estate gates when a gentle, melodious voice suddenly called out behind them.

“Corey.”

He turned slightly and saw Kyla, stepping gracefully out of a white plated luxury car, dressed to the nines. Just that morning, she’d been rescued from the library vault by Raven. Now, she stood poised and immaculate, as though none of it had ever happened.

The moment Corey saw her, his entire demeanor shifted–he straightened his spine and dipped into a small bow. “Kyla.”

Kyla quickly stepped forward and gently took his arm. “Corey, how many times have I told you not to bother with such formalities?”

Caleb blinked, momentarily stunned. The fact that Corey—a grand general–was bowing to this woman said everything. He didn’t know her full identity, but it was obvious she held serious weight.

He immediately bowed his head with deference. “Ms. Macy.”

Kyla gave him a faint, polite smile. “No need to be so formal.”

Then she tilted her head ever so slightly and turned her gaze toward someone standing quietly off to the side–Raven.

Corey followed her line of sight, and when he saw Raven standing there completely still, not even attempting a bow, his expression darkened. His tone snapped. “You See Ms. Macy and don’t think to show respect?”

Raven didn’t move. Her gaze remained steady on Kyla, her tone calm and detached. She didn’t bow. She didn’t flinch. She didn’t even blink.

She already had a good idea of Kyla’s status based on how Corey addressed her. But so what? She was now a general.

Even if she were still just a lieutenant general, she wouldn’t bend the knee to some noblewoman whose entire existence was propped up by a last name.

That went for Kyla–and it went for the father Raven barely acknowledged as well.

Corey’s face grew colder by the second. He was one heartbeat away from lashing out.

But before he could explode, Kyla gently raised a delicate hand and spoke in a soft, composed voice. “Corey, this isn’t Valhalla. She’s just a civilian. It’s not surprising she doesn’t know me. I don’t take offense.”

With that, she turned without so much as a glance back and walked gracefully through the Lysander gates.

Corey gave Raven one last look of frosty disapproval before following Kyla inside. In his heart, he was now even more relieved that he hadn’t wasted a

Hundred Man Unit slot on someone like Raven.

She had no tact. No decorum. No idea how the world worked. With emotional intelligence that low, how could she ever rise to real power?

But just as he smugly came to this conclusion, Edric Lysander himself came hurrying over.

“Ms. Macy, Commander Corey,” Edric said warmly, “forgive me for not greeting you sooner.”