Chapter 620

Chapter 620: Harlee, dont talk like this.

You make it sound as if weve never shared a moment together, she murmured, pushing a thermos forward with a tentative hand.

Here, try this chicken soup Ive prepared just for you.

Its packed with nutrients, and Im sure youll be asking for seconds once youve had a taste.

Harlee took a step back, her stance wary and unyielding.

Laura reached out and grasped Harlees wrist, her face wearing the gentle expression of a grandmother coaxing her granddaughter to sip some soup.

Just take it, dear! Dont You remember how much you adored my chicken soup as a child? Bring it home and let your parents enjoy it too! Harlee chuckled, disbelief coloring her tone.

You actually have the gall to mention your chicken soup? Have you really forgotten the times you used to hit me? With a swift movement, Harlee wrenched her wrist free from Lauras grip, her gaze turning icy.

Indeed, there had been a time when Harlee cherished the taste of Lauras chicken soup since it was the most delicious she had ever had.

Harlee lay bedridden, Laura had come to her with a bowl of that

care, Harlee had

of sips from the second serving, Laura had struck her, cursing

Harlees forceful rejection, Laura stumbled backward, her steps halting only when her

and the chill

hadnt forgotten that painful memory, not even after all these

Laura managed to suppress her anger and spoke with

father and I are eager to make

your heart desires, just name it, and it shall be yours, including

we are gone, all that the Gills have amassed

was laced with a dismissive amusement, her striking eyes sparkling with

even suffice for my pocket change! A hint of tension crept

of sincerity, not anticipating that the fortunes of the Gill

to the Sanderson family villa looming behind

architecture, expansive lands, and lavish

had any claim in

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