Outcast Queen: Her Return from Hell novel Chapter 330

Pierce's eyes darkened, the long-dormant thrill of competition suddenly igniting in his blood. "Alright. Let's see who makes it to the top first."

"You're on."

The moonlight cascaded over Phoenix's brilliant smile.

Her clear eyes reflected the bright moon, so radiant that it was utterly intoxicating.

This woman was effortlessly wrapping him around her finger at every turn.

"Pierce..."

"Phoenix, when it's just the two of us, don't use that title," Pierce cut in, his tone edged with a subtle, protective indulgence. "Others call me that out of fear. You... can just use my name."

"It's just a habit." Phoenix replied casually, before a sly glint flashed in her eyes. "But if you hate it that much, I'll stop."

Pierce's lips curved upward. His mood inexplicably lightened. He turned and strolled toward the house, his posture radiating lazy arrogance. "I'll be staying the night here. It's your property now, after all."

"Pierce Sterling, since when did you become so shameless? Did I invite you in?" Phoenix chased after him, her voice laced with exasperation.

Pierce waved a hand dismissively, not breaking his stride. "We're still legally married. Why can't I stay? Even if we divorce, I'm legally entitled to half this house."

"Are you out of your mind?! You're basically robbing me!"

"Hahaha, and I'm robbing *you* specifically!"

...

The next morning.

Countless eyes were already glued to their screens, obsessively refreshing social media.

The public outrage directed at Phoenix had reached a boiling point. Supporters and haters clashed violently in the comments, the polarizing war of words dominating every platform.

Yet, despite the deafening noise, it felt like the calm before a devastating storm. Everyone was holding their breath for the main event—the victim's livestream.

Driven by massive capital working behind the scenes, major news outlets and independent media sharks were circling, ready to broadcast the feed the second it went live.

They were determined to make the entire nation witness this massive public execution.

At the Kyler Hotel.

Phoebe arrived early to check on Lewis.

Seeing that he was calm and the security perimeter remained impenetrable, she finally let out a heavy sigh of relief.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify