No one dared to say a word until she was fully into the room. Queenie stared at each and every of their faces as she walked to the highest chair in the room. When she sat on it, she released an oppressive aura which subdued that of the others. Roxanne, Audrey and Jessica weren't left out. As she rubbed the blood coloured ring on her index finger, Queenie spoke. "It has come to my knowledge that when I was gone, some of you suddenly had guts to be in cohorts with Natasha Knight." Once again, no one said a word. Queenie snorted at the silent room and suddenly got up. "If you know you worked with her when I was gone, come out now and I will assign a punishment other than death to you." She promised and smiled widely. "You have ten seconds to do that." Everyone's impression of Queenie wasn't that of a kind hearted person, so normally, no one dared to step out. The guilty ones all had one though in mind: Queenie would end the meeting and go in search of those who had supported Natash

Eleven Years AgoKnight's Villa, Maile In the masters' bedroom Jacobs leaned on a bed where a sick woman was. "So, what were you saying about Queenie and Lucas?" "Those two got into a street. The others who fought against them are all lieing in the hospital. Their strength never ceases to amaze me." Jacobs spoke, his finger rubbing hers gently. The woman who looked pale smiled frigidly. "My little girl never ceases to amaze me." Then she suddenly asked. "What about the little girl you adopted?" The man paused for a few seconds before recalling who she was referring to. "Natasha is doing well. She's currently reading in her room." "She's gonna be a bright kid, Jacobs. Take care of the children, Jacobs." The woman added. The man's hand suddenly tightened around hers. "You're not dying. Once Queenie returns and donates her blood to you, you'll be fine. Don't say another word about dying again, Collette." Collette Knight smiled wryly. "Queenie's blood might keep me alive for a

Whatever happened next, Queenie had no idea as she walked out pushing her children's cot. Maria on the other hand, couldn't believe her ears as she stared at the retreating back of Queenie. "I got it! I knew she looked familiar!" One of the women shrieked. She successfully drew everyone's attention to herself, including that of Maria. "Say it already, who is she!" One of them nudged her impatiently. Instead of answering her, the other woman pulled out her phone and searched Queenie's name on Google. When the information came out, she swiped to the pictures and showed it to everyone. "She is Queenie Knight!" Another woman mumbled in disbelief. As soon as those words escaped her lips, the lady closest to her hit her, "Queenie Knight is dead. Didn't you see the news and the harassment Velon Aspen gave to her family after learning of his identity on the news?"Others couldn't help but concur. But the fact remained that the two women looked exactly the same. "Forget it. It might j

HiltoniaQueenie stopped the car in what she thought was supposed to be a cafe. But much to her surprise, she saw a hotel instead. "Why aren't we getting out?" Mishael asked after she had stayed minutes without doing anything. "I know I lost my memories, but I know very well that there was a cafe right here." The woman replied. Mishael looked at the gigantic hotel and then at the surroundings. "When did you visit the cafe last?" Queenie paused before she mumbled slowly, "Three years ago." "Three years ago? And you expect the cafe shop to still be in existence? Really?" Mishael asked all at once. Queenie glanced unhurriedly at him, a glance which made him hold onto his seat in fright. "I'm just trying to say a lot of things could've happened in those three years. The cafe shop might've gone out of business or something related to that." His clarification didn't please her but since there was nothing she could do, she opened the door and got out. She walked to the back seat an

Queenie stopped outside the villa and got down. "You mean you have such a splendid house here in Hiltonia and I've been squatting somewhere?" Mishael exclaimed, alighting from the car. Queenie just glanced at him and wheeled in her children. They got in to see the house without any speck of dust. "So not only did you leave your house vacant and refused to tell me, you also appointed cleaners to come clean it every day. How callous!" The man snorted again. "If I knew I had a home like this, I wouldn't have tried to leave Hiltonia in the first place. Stop talking." Queenie said as she glared at the man. Mishael comported himself and sat down on a chair. It had been a stressful day and it was no wonder the triplets were sleeping for the second time that day. She left their cots just beside the chair she sat on and faced Mishael. "What you have to tell me should better be something meaningful or I will be forced to met out a very severe punishment on you." Queenie huffed. "I kno