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

Chapter 1424:

She intended to mimic a video of Nicola leaving a message using advanced technologies. This was to be the last gift for Lucius, a final act of love, and a means of securing the antidote she needed.

Rhys approached her, his understanding clear from a single glance. Without a word, he picked up his phone and began setting things in motion for the next steps. He would ensure that Lucius was held accountable for his actions, and that justice would, at last, catch up with him.

The next morning, beams of sunlight pierced through the window, hitting Lucius’ eyes. He sluggishly opened them, only to be momentarily blinded by the intense light, causing him to shut them once more.

Once his eyes adjusted to the brightness, Lucius realized he had slept on the floor. His cheeks throbbed with pain, and his eyes were red and puffy.

“What happened…?”

Holding his temples, Lucius felt a sharp pain in his head. He couldn’t recall anything from the night before, just an overwhelming sense of guilt. He never imagined that Nicola’s life before her death had been so neglected. Harlee had explained that Nicola, fearful of losing control and harming someone under the influence of the Bloodthirstiness Pill, had been living alone in this isolated place.

Before Lucius could piece together the events of the previous night, his phone buzzed to life. He answered the call.

“Yes?”

Through the phone, Harlee’s icy voice greeted him.

“I’m outside. When are we visiting Nicola’s grave?”

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“What’s the rush?” Lucius replied, clearly irritated. His thoughts were still foggy. Venturing out in such a state seemed risky. He worried that Harlee might just tear into him. He was skeptical that Harlee would continue treating him as before. Once she obtained the antidote, he suspected he might never leave this island.

“You know why I’m in a hurry,” Harlee sneered.

“Lucius, surely you haven’t forgotten your promise?”

“I keep my promises. The moment I’m off this island, the antidote will be sent to you.”

Lucius was gradually coming to his senses. He rose from the floor, sat on the bed, and tenderly touched a photograph of a young Nicola that rested on the bedside table. He smirked to himself. Leaving this island? Well, even if the body ended up feeding the sea creatures, it would technically count as leaving.

“You might not be in a hurry, but I am! Knowing your cunning nature, you certainly wouldn’t carry the antidote with you. The helicopter ride alone takes seven or eight hours. Lucius, do you take me for a fool? I’ll tell you this: if I don’t get the antidote today, then our conversation is over!” Harlee said sternly and then ended the call.

Holding the phone, Lucius felt confused, sensing something amiss. He was supposed to be the one in control of all this, yet how had Harlee managed to turn the tables and threaten him?

Without time to think, Lucius scanned the remnants of Nicola’s existence, stood up, and walked toward the restroom. Despite the odd circumstances, he was determined to visit Nicola’s grave.

After freshening up, Lucius exited the house and spotted Harlee and the same three individuals from the previous day, all wearing stern expressions, blocked by his six companions.

Silently, Lucius raised his hand to his neck, his gaze turning indifferent and intense. It was understandable to sleep on the floor after being consumed by grief, but why couldn’t he remember anything from the night before? Had he been so heartbroken and exhausted that he simply collapsed on the floor in his sleep? Or was Harlee up to something?

Lucius approached Harlee with a composed demeanor, maintaining his usual friendly smile.

“Harlee, let’s go.”

He had to maintain appearances, as they were not openly at odds yet.

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