Chapter 335 Raven’s Brother–Shield
Corey watched her, his heart racing with a mix of fear and disbelief.
He knew Raven was a genius when it came to medicine, but who would’ve thought she was such a troublemaker?
‘She challenged Helena so openly. Is she out of her mind? Does she have a death wish?
The atmosphere around Helena grew suffocatingly heavy, the pressure so intense that Corey and Miyamoto, standing closest to her, could barely catch their breath.
Yet instead of striking Raven down, Helena’s gaze lingered on her face, that impossibly perfect face, before shifting to Hiemaly behind her.
She had noticed Hiemaly the moment he appeared at the entrance of the hall.
But, bound by her status and the natural reserve of a woman, she refrained from being too forward.
Now, her eyes locked onto Hiemaly’s, her tone soft and devoid of the arrogance she usually displayed to others. “Hiemaly, we’ve been through life and death together. I won’t lay a hand on your people. Deal with her yourself.”
As Helena’s words fell, the surrounding big shots almost simultaneously turned their attention to Hiemaly.
Most of them had heard of the master of the Hiemal Court, but few had ever seen him in person.
Hearing Helena address him so casually by name and mention their shared life–and–death experiences, even the slowest person in the room could figure out who he was.
“No way… Lord Hiemaly is so young?” someone murmured in disbelief.
“I always thought anyone who reached a level beyond the Star Sovereign would be at least fifty years old. That was until I heard about Lady Helena and Lord Hiemaly.”
“With their strength so evenly matched, they’re practically perfect for each other, aren’t they?” another chimed in.
Seated in the main position, Helena listened to the murmurs around her, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips, so subtle it was almost unnoticeable.
Hiemaly was the only man who had ever made her heart race, but his cold demeanor always kept her at a distance. So, despite knowing each other for quite some time, their relationship had made little progress.
Still, with so many people agreeing they were a good match, she thought maybe they weren’t wrong after all.
Her gaze swept over Raven, who stood before Hiemaly, her eyes carrying a faint, icy chill that was almost imperceptible. Helena had informants keeping tabs on Hiemaly, and she was certain that three days ago, this woman wasn’t with him. She couldn’t figure out how Raven had suddenly appeared by Hiemaly’s side, let alone why Raven seemed so close to him after such a short time.
When Helena first saw Raven, she had briefly worried that this might be a cunning seductress, someone skilled at worming her way into Hiemaly’s favor.
But now, it was clear. Raven was nothing more than a foolish woman with a pretty face. ‘Honestly, dealing with this loser personally will be beneath my dignity, she thought.
She trusted Hiemaly was smart enough to choose between her and Raven.
As Helena’s frosty gaze lingered on Raven, the surrounding crowd couldn’t help but shift their attention to her as well. Initially puzzled by Raven’s audacity in front of Helena, the crowd now seemed to understand the source of her boldness. It was obvious–she was relying on Hiemaly’s backing!
Yet in the next breath, the crowd’s gazes toward Raven flickered with pity.
Such a beautiful young woman, doomed to die simply because she offended the wrong person. What a pity! However, just as Helena and the others thought Hiemaly would kill Raven without a second thought, his gaze, cold and sharp like the heart of winter, shifted to Helena instead.
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