The queen returns: Pampered by her three powerhouse brothers.
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PUBLISHED CHAPTERS: 200+ CHAPTERS
The queen returns: Pampered by her three powerhouse brothers – Sneak Peek
Nicolas Kirk’s hand trembled as he flung the bowl at Rylie Kirk’s feet, the crash echoing across the room. Blood stained his lips while fury twisted his features.
“How could you do such a thing? What kind of sister would wish harm on her own brother?” His words splintered with a violent cough. “I should have listened to Stacey. She warned me about the poison!”
Rylie’s expression faltered as she looked down at the ruined medicine, disappointment shadowing her face.
“I keep telling you, Nicolas, there’s nothing deadly in it. It contains an ingredient that purges the old blood, which you need if you ever want to recover.”
Watching the liquid soak into the carpet, she winced inwardly, knowing how much effort and money she had poured into finding the right remedy for her eldest brother.
Stacey Kirk, the adopted daughter of the Kirk family, stood at Nicolas’ side, clutching the medical text she always carried. Her voice rose, tears welling in her eyes.
“Please, Rylie, stop making excuses. Leland ran tests on your concoction, and the results were dangerous. It’s full of toxins!”
Cold skepticism flashed across Rylie’s face as she met Stacey’s gaze.
“You complete fool. There isn’t a medicine in this world that’s entirely safe, especially not for what Nicolas is suffering from. The only way to fight back is with a powerful dose. Nothing mild could ever work on him.”
Stacey could hardly contain her tears, her voice trembling as she pleaded.
“He’s spitting up blood right in front of us, and you’re still insisting this is the only way? We’re just medical students, Rylie, not miracle workers. Don’t put your pride above Nicolas’ life.”
Taking a shaky step closer, Stacey continued, her words thick with emotion.
“I found a well-known specialist. He’s already written a prescription that might actually save Nicolas. Admit you were wrong and let us try. Please.”
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Nicolas doubled over, coughing up blood, and fixed Rylie with a glare burning with outrage.
“It wasn’t enough that you fed me that mystery medicine, now you turn on Stacey too? If you had even a fraction of her compassion, things wouldn’t have come to this. Apologize to her, right now!”
Rylie straightened her shoulders and met Nicolas’ eyes without flinching.
“All I ever wanted was to help you. I have done nothing that warrants an apology. I owe her nothing.”
Desperation twisted Nicolas’ features as he scrambled to his feet, snatching a whip from the wall in a blind rage.
“That’s it! You’re going to push me into an early grave! Why can’t you ever listen? Get out! I don’t want you here!”
Before the whip could strike, Rylie shifted away, nimble and unafraid. From the upper landing, measured steps echoed, and a battered backpack landed at her feet.
Leland Kirk, her second brother, stood at the base of the stairs. His tone cut sharply through the air.
“Let’s lay it out plainly. You’re just an outsider, and Stacey is our true sibling. We’ve kept this secret for your sake, hoping you wouldn’t resent her, but today we see just how cruel you can be. If you refuse to admit your mistakes, pack your things. We’ll announce Stacey as our one and only sister. Your fortune goes with your name — you’ll have to return to your birth family and live as they do.”
The threat didn’t faze Rylie. Years of living in the Kirk household had worn down her patience. Yet the revelation that she was not bound to them by blood came almost as a blessing. Her chest felt unburdened, lighter than it had in years. There was no need to waste her knowledge or talent on a house that had never valued her.
The thought struck her as oddly fitting — she had always wondered why she stood out among siblings who never seemed to measure up.
“That suits me just fine.” Rylie’s voice carried not a hint of regret. With quick fingers, she snatched up the backpack, plucked a candy from the bowl, and let it dissolve on her tongue as she strode toward the door.
Left in the hallway, Stacey could not hold back a grin of satisfaction. Five years of plotting had finally paid off. With Rylie gone, she would be the Kirk family’s prized daughter, adored and indulged by her brothers.
Still, she could not resist a final performance. She darted after Rylie, her voice ringing out.
“Rylie! Don’t leave like this! You’ll always have a place here! Please, don’t make me feel like the villain. I’m begging you!”
Nicolas interjected sharply.
“Enough, Stacey! Let her go. A heart as cold as hers belongs to her own impoverished family. She never deserved this home.”
A cold laugh escaped Rylie when she overheard him. Was everyone in the Kirk family so easily fooled? Did they truly believe it was sheer luck that had brought Nicolas back to health, lifted him from his bed, and allowed him to walk again?
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