Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You’re A Zillionaire Heiress

Chapter 1411

Chapter 1411:

Lucius, stung to the core by the mocking tone, felt his face flush with embarrassment. Enraged, he shot to his feet, an indignant fire burning in his eyes. He slammed his hand on the desk and spat, “Get out! Nathaniel Green, after all these years, you’re still as vile as ever!”

After delivering his words, Lucius pressed the intercom on the table. Within moments, two rows of men, dressed in black, appeared in perfect formation in the reception room. Patrick and Cullen quickly moved into position, one taking the front and the other guarding Nathaniel from behind.

“Lucius, you’re more revolting than ever!” Nathaniel spat, his voice dripping with disdain.

With those words hanging in the air, Nathaniel turned on his heel and marched toward the door, not once casting a glance behind him.

The truth was, before pushing Lucius to the edge, Nathaniel had received a message from Rhys: “Grandpa, you can leave now. I’ve already located Lee.”

If Nathaniel hadn’t been so cautious about ruining things, he would have made Lucius feel more than just humiliated. He would have made Lucius pay dearly for his part in kidnapping Harlee.

more revolting than the man he had been decades ago. To think that Lucius

to intervene, to stop Nicola from taking such extreme measures. Now, with regret, he saw that his attempt had been nothing more than a futile act of misguided kindness. The truth was

of crashing and banging sounds outside. It seemed someone was destroying the entire underground

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concern. Was it something Nathaniel had said

a heavy hammer behind him. His face was like stone—cold, unyielding. The familiar warmth that had once been in his eyes was now replaced with a consuming rage, as if every trace of gentleness had evaporated. He marched in, barely sparing her a glance. Then, with a savage movement, he raised the hammer and brought it down on the delicate, intricately carved wooden table. The once-beautiful piece shattered under the force of his anger. He didn’t stop there—he smashed everything in the room to pieces, splintering the furniture into nothingness. Only the bed beneath Harlee remained untouched, a silent witness to the chaos he was

in the eye of the storm. There was no panic in her gaze—only quiet contemplation. She tried to make sense of his madness. It seemed Nathaniel had said something

had poured into creating this space for Nicola. It was a testament to his love for her—until that love had been

it was nothing and then stalked over to the only chair that had been spared.

demanded,

think about lying or holding back,

you and that baby to