Chapter 519

Chapter 519: Honestly, I am quite curious.

Why do you think Im the kind of person you can just walk all over? Do you think Im too gentle to strike back? Or do you figure Lindsays cruel enough to end you? Color drained from Ettas face, leaving her visibly paler.

A frosty gleam flickered in Harlees eyes as she pressed on.

You know full well Lindsay was the one who lashed out at you, yet here you are, picking on those you think wont fight back.

Youre too scared to confront her, so you twist your story, dumping your fabricated guilt on me.

But tell me, Etta, why would I ever let that slide? Etta shivered uncontrollably, the urge to voice her grievances burning within her, yet the words eluded her.

She was keenly aware of her need to express her frustrations, but Lindsays presence complicated matters.

After all, Lindsay was the cherished daughter of the illustrious Morgan family.

What if Lindsays rage erupted uncontrollably? The fear restrained Etta.

speak freely, she would gladly reciprocate with kindness

esteemed a position within the Sanderson family as Harlee, Etta considered herself an essential member

rationalized that Harlee enduring some

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if Lindsay wasnt under the influence

her thoughts when suddenly, Harlees piercing gaze shifted from Lindsay toward

that instant, Harlee flashed Etta a

heart pounded wildly as she beheld Harlees enigmatic smile and those inscrutable

each step seemed to herald a sudden, unsettling

her bruised body closer

Lindsay, lost in her own thoughts, unwittingly kept Etta at

step Etta took, Lindsay drifted further away, retreating several

this wont happen… Etta muttered to herself in despair, crawling

Harlee? She was the living, breathing definition of madness! Once unleashed, nothing

as she turned her pallid, anxious face toward Lindsay, pleading, Miss Morgan, we shouldnt

home! Lindsay, startled by Ettas voice, was jolted back

her thoughts remained fixated on Harlee, rendering her

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