Queen Revenge

“Ki Ben.”

I tried to yell out to him before I realized I couldn’t make a sound at all, no matter how vocally I yelled, the sound stuck in my throat and wouldn’t come out.

I couldn’t speak, my tongue was numb like it wasn’t my own.

What the hell was going on.

I was scared and tried to make a sound, but all I could make was an unpleasant ah ah ah sound.

Kiben took the case and walked straight away, the masked man turned around, those eyes under the mask looking at me coolly as he walked towards me with his hands behind his back.

I tilted my head and opened my mouth, letting out another hoarse ahhhhh.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

His entire body was so tightly wrapped that I wouldn’t have recognized him at all if I hadn’t already known he was Walker Richter.

He crouched down, reached out a gloved hand and lifted my chin, his voice low, a voice that had been processed through processing, not his original voice: “That’s a beautiful face, it’s quite similar to her.”

Not knowing who he meant by her, I stared at him, quirking my lips and calling his name.

He caressed my face, the knife traveling over my face, tutting, “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you, how could I hurt you, I’ll make you more like her.

Realizing what he was going to do, I shook my head in desperate desperation, screaming in my mind, no.

Walker Richter gave a low chuckle, “Alva, be good.”

I shut my mouth tightly, clenching my teeth to keep from opening it, and my behavior angers him, slapping him across the face.

Walker Richter let go of me and unchained both my hands and feet, looking down at me as if admiring his perfect masterpiece.

I hear a loud thud, the sound of a kicked in door, and in a trance, I see Ulysses Will barge in and see the panic on his face.

Ulysses Will called out to me and rushed towards Walker Richter, at the same time Walker Richter stood up immediately and stabbed Ulysses Will with a knife.

In blurred vision, I saw Ulysses Will fall.

“Ulysses Will,” I shouted hysterically, my tongue no longer numb enough to make a sound, “Ulysses Will, Ulysses Will … ”

A rush of air and blood went up in my chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, my eyes went black, and I don’t know what happened after that.

In a daze, I heard a siren.

I tried hard to open my eyes, but I couldn’t. Vaguely, I heard someone say, “Boss, the person is hopeless.”

Who was hopeless?

What about Ulysses Will?

Where is he?

Where am I?

It was cold.

It was as if someone picked me up, a cold breeze blew, and I regained some consciousness, opening my eyes ghostly, my vision clearing.

“Awake?”

Yao Mubai, who was holding me, seemed relieved to see me awake.

The memories from before the coma gradually became clear in my mind, I thought of Ulysses Will and immediately asked, “Where’s Ulysses Will? What happened to him?”

Yao Mubai was silent, and at that moment, I saw the police carrying a stretcher out, the stretcher was covered by a white cloth, the wind blew, lifting the white cloth, Ulysses Will’s face came into sight, at that moment, I just felt like a dynamite packet was placed in my head, and it exploded all of a sudden.

“Ulysses Will. “I struggled and stumbled over from Yao Mubai’s embrace, my feet went soft and I fell on my knees, at that time my whole body was shaking, I was overwhelmed with grief, my hands trembled and I didn’t dare to touch him, the tears fell in big drops, I couldn’t accept such a fact:” Ulysses Will, wake up, Ulysses Will, wake up, I won’t let you die, get up, ah.”

I screamed his name at the top of my lungs, but he could never answer me back.

“Alva Hill,” Yao Mubai pulled me away.

The police carried Ulysses Will’s body away.

I watched as Ulysses Will’s body was carried away, in my twenty-sixth year, I had victimized all my friends around me, I was a disaster.

I couldn’t accept the fact that Ulysses Will was dead, and I couldn’t accept that he was killed by Walker Richter because of me.

Yao Mubai brought me back to his place and someone called him.

I was nestled in the sofa, the house was heated but I still felt cold all over, all I could think of was the image of Walker Richter stabbing Ulysses Will, and Ulysses Will’s voice kept echoing in my ears.

“What? Where Kiben’s body was found.”

I did a double take, Ki Ben is dead too?

It was Wang Yuan who called, Qi Ben died, just a few hours ago.

I look at Yao Mubai and say numbly, “It’s Walker Richter, he’s crazy, just deranged.”

Yao Mubai came over as soon as he heard my words, “Are you sure? What you saw was Walker Richter? The person who kidnapped you was Walker Richter?”

“… I’m sure.” I stared fixedly at Yao Mubai and said, “I’m sure, it was Walker Richter.”

“What’s the motive? Why did he kidnap you?”

If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed it.

But I couldn’t mistake that mask, it was Walker Richter.

The only explanation, Walker Richter has a dual personality.

Yao Mubai’s face was grave, holding my shoulders, “You take a good rest first, don’t think about anything.”

Yao Mu company still has things to do, naturally it is impossible to accompany me here, he called Xia Ruyan to accompany me, he himself went back to the bureau.

Xia Ruyan looked at me a bit overwhelmed, she walked around in front of me, very chagrined look, finally she said, “Alva sister, why don’t you go to rest, if you can’t sleep, how about I accompany you to drink.”

Yao Mubai gave her the task that she must watch me and not let me leave the place.

The air suddenly became quiet, and the cheerful Xia Ruyan did not adapt.

As soon as I heard the word ‘wine’, my eyes flickered and I dully said one word: “Wine.”

“You also want to drink right, then I’ll go get it.” Xia Ruyan snapped her fingers, “Last time I watched Mu Bai store quite a bit of good wine, this time I’ll have a blessing.”

Xia Ruyan quickly brought back the wine, she divided it all up, she a bottle and I a bottle, “Come on, put all your unhappiness in the wine and drink it.”

I held the bottle of wine and tears flooded my eyes as I thought of Ulysses Will’s death.

I watched him die in front of me and couldn’t do anything about it.

The wine goes down my throat, it’s hot, it’s choking, it chokes my eyes.

“Slow down slow down.” Xia Ruyan hurriedly pulled a tissue and gave it to me, “Sister Alva, are you alright.”

I coughed a few times, “Don’t get close to me, I’m a calamity, anyone who gets close to me doesn’t have a good ending.”

“Sister Alva, that’s not true, if you’re a calamity, then why aren’t you the one who’s unlucky? If you ask me, that has nothing to do with you, aren’t you also a victim?”

I wiped a handful of tears, picking at my hair, painfully leaning against the sofa: “You don’t understand, it’s all my fault, how can it have nothing to do with me, I just watched, watched him fall in front of me …”

My voice choked up and by the end I was sobbing uncontrollably.

I cried until I was convulsing, and even breathing felt difficult.

Xia Ruyan wouldn’t understand my pain, I hated that I was the one who died.

“I can’t persuade people either, so let’s drink.” Xia Ruyan took quite a bit more wine.

In the past, I was a shallow drinker, I couldn’t drink more than a few bottles before I got drunk, but this time, after drinking empty bottles all over the floor, Yao Mubai’s collection was almost consumed by the two of us, but I still wasn’t drunk, Xia Ruyan had already gotten drunk into a puddle, and I was getting more and more sober.

My eyes fell on the fruit knife in the fruit basket on the table, and in a flash of brilliance, I grabbed the knife and headed out the door.

I went straight to THE Richter family, the butler saw me appear and hurriedly opened the door for me, “Miss Hill.”

After I was okay with Walker Richter, no one dared to call me Ms. Richter either.

“Where is Walker Richter?”

“Young master is in his room, he …”

I didn’t listen to what the butler said afterward, as soon as I heard that Walker Richter was in the house, I gripped the knife hidden under my sleeve tightly, and went straight into the house and up the stairs, at that moment, there was only one idea in my head, to find Walker Richter to settle the score.

I kicked in the door of Walker Richter’s room, he was standing in his bathrobe on the nightstand as if he was reaching for something, he couldn’t hear me and wouldn’t even know that I had come in, much less that the knife in my hand stabbed him in the back.

As the knife was about to penetrate his body, Walker Richter should have sensed it and instinctively turned around, I saw his pale face, but the knife in my hand could no longer be retracted, and in his dismay, it stabbed into him.

“You deserve to die.”