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

Chapter 996:

Later, Rhys revealed he had located the daughter of the murderer, but her identity was far too significant for Christopher to handle.

Never in Christopher’s worst nightmares had he imagined the daughter of the murderer to be Anika, the woman he had adored for nearly three years.

How could he accept that he had fallen for the offspring of the one he despised most?

Overcome with anguish, Christopher collapsed to the floor, striking his head with his fists in an attempt to quell the unbearable torment.

Rhys paid Christopher no attention, but the loyal assassins who had endured countless trials by his side knelt beside Christopher, offering solace.noveldrama

“What’s done is done. Regain your composure.

As for revenge… Mr. Green has a plan for that.”

But Christopher could not shake off the weight of self-loathing.

Grabbing a small blade from the table, he prepared to end it all.

Rhys’ icy voice rang out.

“Did I give you permission to die?” These words alone froze Christopher in place.

His life was no longer his own—it belonged to Rhys. Without Rhys’ approval, even death was beyond his reach.

Rhys watched as the internal battle played out across Christopher’s face. Resigned, Christopher let the knife fall, his spirit utterly broken.

A fleeting hint of regret flickered in Rhys’ eyes.

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Christopher had been by his side for more than a decade, his most steadfast ally, someone he could trust unconditionally.

Though Rhys knew Christopher’s feelings for Anika posed a threat to their plan, he hadn’t intervened earlier because he trusted Christopher’s loyalty to him would outweigh any personal attachment.

“Only after finishing this assignment can you have the right to decide your fate,” Rhys said coldly.

“Understood!” Christopher replied, his voice steady once more.

“Thank you, Mr. Green. I will never make such a foolish mistake again.”

As for Anika, Christopher resolved to bury any lingering emotions he had for her while working with Rhys to erase her presence from this world.

Rhys glanced at the surveillance dossier handed to him by the two assassins.

After a long silence, he turned to Christopher, still kneeling on the floor.

“From this moment on, you’ll accompany them in monitoring Eugenia. Prioritize discretion—failure is preferable to being detected.”

“Yes, sir.”

With Christopher and the two assassins gone, the study became an isolated chamber once more, housing only the ailing Rhys within its walls.

Meanwhile, Harlee barged into the villa boldly, carrying a bag of spoiled fruit she had turned into a weapon.

Her original intent had been to scatter the rotten mess across the bed Rhys had shared with Anika. Midway, the dim light from the study caught her attention, prompting her to change course and push the door open.

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