CHAPTER 563: CHAPTER 563: WAS IT YOUR HAND THAT HURT MY LITTLE ONE?

Understanding her meaning, Hera nodded immediately, "Okay, Princess Stella, I’ll take care of it right away!"

Seeing Hera had already gone to buy the ticket, Stella felt slightly relieved, but her eyes gradually turned venomous as she recalled all the humiliation she had suffered today.

That damn bitch Serena Everett, she would one day repay all today’s humiliation back to her!

Hera was quick in executing tasks, and everything was arranged in fifteen minutes.

"Princess, the trip is all set. We are heading to the airport now!"

"Hmm!"

Stella sat in the wheelchair, letting Hera push her out of the hospital room.

Soon, they arrived at the hospital entrance.

Stella endured the pain as she was helped into the car.

Her injuries were severe, and even moving a bit was unbearably painful, not to mention being helped into the car. She was drenched in sweat from the pain.

This only deepened her hatred for Serena Everett.

"Quick, drive! Get to the airport as fast as possible!" Stella urged Hera continuously, enduring the agony.

For some reason, a bad feeling was creeping into her mind...

No matter what, she had to leave Celestia as fast as possible; only by returning to Z Country could she be safe!

"Alright, Princess Stella!"

The car sped towards the direction of the airport.

Seeing they were about to arrive at the airport, Stella finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a glimmer of joy in her eyes.

Soon, she would be back in Z Country!

But before Stella could revel in her happiness for long, a black Maybach suddenly appeared out of nowhere and slammed into them viciously.

Hera immediately maneuvered the steering wheel to dodge, but his skills were insufficient to evade the violent collision.

With a loud "bang," the car was wrecked by the Maybach and was forced to a halt.

"Maniac!"

Stella was so frightened by the crash that she was nearly scared out of her wits, her face extremely pale.

"Help me out of the car! I must see who dares to hit my car so recklessly!"

She was so close to the airport, so close to leaving Celestia! But it was all ruined by this maniac out of nowhere!

Hera was also terribly shaken by the crash, trembling as he helped Stella onto the wheelchair and cursed at the Maybach after getting off the car.

"Who are you? You hit our car, and you’re not getting down to apologize..."

The car door opened, and Damian Quinn stepped out slowly.

In a suit, tall and slender, his devilishly handsome face was extraordinarily eye-catching.

Facing the man’s dark and icy gaze, Hera, who was cursing moments ago, fell silent immediately, a fearful expression on his face.

It was like someone had suddenly gripped his throat, rendering him speechless.

She recognized him!

Seeing clearly who it was, the anger on Stella’s face froze. She couldn’t help but gaze at Damian Quinn several times, a look of infatuation unwittingly emerging in her eyes.

He was the man with Serena Everett that day! That face was truly unforgettable...

Realizing this, Stella couldn’t help but feel a deep jealousy once again.

Why did that fickle bitch Serena Everett deserve such a handsome and charming boyfriend?!

The man just stood there quietly, without any expression on his face, yet the overwhelming sense of oppression made it hard to breathe.

"Which hand of yours hurt my kid?"

"What?"

Stella was dazed for a while before realizing he was here to stand up for that bitch Serena Everett.

She bit her lip, feeling aggrieved beyond belief.

Serena Everett only suffered a minor hand injury, while three of her ribs were broken by her, her injuries were much more severe!

She hadn’t even gone after that bitch Serena Everett for trouble, yet Serena had still sent someone to make trouble for her!

"Don’t make me repeat myself."

Damian Quinn’s mesmerizing peach blossom eyes narrowed impatiently, the ruthless and sinister aspect was terrifying.

Facing the man’s extremely fierce gaze, Stella felt a chill down her back, growing uncontrollable dread in her heart, not daring not to answer, she had to speak tremulously.

"The... the left hand...."

Upon hearing this, the harshness in Damian Quinn’s eyes intensified, and he turned to instruct Chase Sherman without hesitation.

"Cripple her left hand."

His tone was ice cold to the extreme.

"Yes, Master Damian." Chase Sherman immediately responded respectfully, then expressionlessly approached Stella.

What?!

Stella widened her eyes in disbelief, full of horror.

What a joke!

Serena Everett just had a minor hand injury, yet he wanted to cripple her arm?!

"What are you doing?!"

Hera, although frightened, bravely stood in front of Stella.

"We are people from Z Country, you can’t just..."

Before he could finish, Chase Sherman knocked him out with a karate chop.

"No... don’t come near! Get away, stay away from me!"

Watching Hera being knocked out and dragged away violently, Stella was genuinely scared now, crying out in despair.

"I’m a princess of Z Country, if you dare do this to me, Z Country will never let you off!"

The man curled his thin lips into a cold, impervious smile, sending chills down one’s spine.

"I’d like to see if the President of Z Country dares to mess with me."

Such arrogant words...

Stella grew increasingly terrified, trembling as she took out the phone from her pocket and unwillingly dialed a number.

Now, she could only plead for her father’s help! She believed her father wouldn’t abandon her!

Damian Quinn did not stop her, instead looked at her making the call lazily.

As soon as the call connected, a voice filled with extreme anger came through.

"Stella, I was just about to call you!" The President of Z Country was utterly enraged, as if he could strangle her, "How did you offend The Midnight Syndicate again?!"

When had she ever offended The Midnight Syndicate?!

Initially puzzled, Stella soon realized belatedly, her face turned ashen.

In Celestia, she had only offended Serena Everett, so Serena was backed by The Netherworld Syndicate?!

"I was confident about the next election, but now you’ve ruined everything, you fool! It’s all gone to hell!"

Originally he had an 80% chance of securing the presidency again, but now he had offended both The Midnight Syndicate and The Netherworld Syndicate...

The President of Z Country was utterly distressed, mentally and physically exhausted. If Stella were in front of him, his palm would have already landed on her face.

"Father, I know I was wrong, I shouldn’t have messed with Serena Everett..."

Stella was now truly in deep regret, immensely remorseful for provoking Serena Everett.

She genuinely had no idea of that bitch Serena Everett’s formidable background! If she’d known, she would never have dared to provoke her!

"Father, please, help me! They’re... they’re going to cripple my left hand... my left hand cannot be ruined..."

If she lost her left hand, she would never be able to fence again, and becoming a cripple would be worse than death!

"What? They’re going to cripple your left hand?!"

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