Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You’re A Zillionaire Heiress

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.

a chance to speak freely, she would gladly reciprocate with

g????lnοvєls.????ο???? Despite not holding as esteemed a position within the Sanderson family as Harlee, Etta considered

she rationalized that Harlee enduring some

Lonnie and Skyla for a grueling twenty years! Harlees attention had been fixed on

under the influence of substances, then perhaps…

was startled by Harlees penetrating insight into her thoughts when suddenly, Harlees piercing gaze

flashed

pounded wildly as she beheld Harlees enigmatic smile and those

a sudden, unsettling shift, a once

Etta tried to inch her bruised body closer to

Lindsay, lost in her own thoughts, unwittingly kept

Lindsay

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

breathing definition of madness! Once

her pallid, anxious face toward Lindsay, pleading, Miss Morgan, we shouldnt stay

Lindsay, startled by Ettas voice, was jolted back to

thoughts remained fixated on Harlee, rendering her deaf to Ettas urgent