The Scarred Queen's Rise (Athena) novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210

The rain intensified from a drizzle to a steady downpour, pooling on the roads and merging into rushing streams.

The streetlights on either side cast a hazy glow across the rain–slicked pavement, lending the scene an ethereal tranquility and a touch of dreamlike poetry.

Athena sat in the carriage, tilting her head to gaze out the window. Her long lashes fluttered softly, like butterfly wings.

A gentle smile played on her lips as she became completely immersed in the picturesque beauty outside.

Trina smirked and teased, “Lady Athena, even in this downpour, Lord Ferris insists on meeting you for coffee. What could be so urgent that he has to tell you right now?”

Athena caught Trina’s meaning and tapped her lightly on the forehead. “You’re such a tease. Lord Ferris must have something important to discuss with me, so he invited me out. Besides, it’s just coffee. It’s not as complicated as you think.”

Trina covered her head, feigning hurt, but her eyes sparkled with mischief. “Lady Athena, I wasn’t overthinking it. You’re the one blushing. On a rainy day like this, Lord Ferris was so eager to invite you. Isn’t his affection obvious enough?”

As she spoke, Trina shot Athena a knowing wink, looking every bit the perceptive observer.

Athena shot her a mock–stern look. “You’re getting more outrageous by the minute. If I don’t rein you in soon, you’ll be getting above yourself.”

“Sorry, Lady Athena. Please spare me,” Trina giggled merrily, not the least bit afraid.

She had always known Athena was all bark and no bite–tough words, but a soft heart underneath.

Athena shook her head lightly, completely at a loss with Trina.

The carriage stopped, and Trina quickly jumped out to hold an umbrella for Athena.

Athena stepped down from the carriage using the small stool. She had barely steadied herself when a strong hand suddenly seized her arm. The damp scent of rain and something achingly familiar enveloped her.

Sure enough, there stood Michael before her, drenched and dripping.

Trina immediately moved to shield Athena. “Lord Osborne, release Lady Athena at once.”

Though the street was nearly empty, it was still possible for someone to witness the scene.

Michael barked coldly, “Get out of here.”

Immediately, two shadow guards rushed forward, covered Trina’s mouth, and dragged her roughly aside.

Seeing this, Athena struggled against his grip and shouted, “Let Trina go.”

“Stay put, Athena, and she lives. Struggle again, and I can’t guarantee her safety,” Michael warned coldly.

The two shadow guards pressed their blades against Trina’s neck, making the threat clear.

Athena glared at Michael through gritted teeth, her voice laced with icy fury, “What exactly are you trying to do?”

Rainwater streamed down Michael’s hair as he stared at Athena with knitted brows, his voice laced with unexpected pleading. “Athena, you can’t marry Ferris.”

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Chapter 210

At the sight of Michael’s disheveled appearance, a flicker of surprise crossed Athena’s face. But almost instantly, that surprise gave way to icy detachment.

“Let go of me,” Athena snapped. “I’m sick of hearing the same warnings from you.”

Michael’s patience finally snapped. He urged desperately, “Why won’t you listen to me, Athena? If you join the Mcgee family, you’ll be walking straight into ruin.”

“Michael?” Athena snapped, her patience wearing thin. “Whether I live or die is none of your concern. And for the record, I know exactly what I’m doing.”

“Even if Ferris is dying soon and you’ll just end up as a puppet, are you really willing?” Michael pressed on.

Without missing a beat, Athena countered, “With me here, Ferris won’t die, and I’ll never be anyone’s puppet. If anything, Lord Osborne, shouldn’t you be worrying about your neck right now?”

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