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.

illness when Harlee lay bedridden, Laura had come to her with a bowl

care, Harlee had gratefully consumed an

couple of sips from the second serving, Laura had struck her, cursing and berating her, calling her

rejection, Laura stumbled backward, her

sharpness in Harlees voice and the chill

that painful memory,

to suppress her anger and spoke with feigned

father and I are eager

shall be yours, including the entirety

once we are gone, all that the

laced with a dismissive amusement, her

even suffice for my pocket change! A hint of tension crept onto Lauras face,

sincerity, not anticipating that the fortunes of the

the

lands, and lavish decorations clearly overshadowed

Harlee had any claim in this

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