Chapter 690

Chapter 690: Tiffanys voice trembled, growing weaker with each word.

I couldnt resist Miss Morgan.

If I tried, shed sink her sharp nails into my skin.

It was agonizing… A heavy silence followed, broken only by Tiffanys inconsolable weeping.

Suddenly, a piercing scream shattered the quiet.

It was Lindsay, her voice echoing around the room.

All eyes snapped toward the commotion.

Harlee stood by Lindsay, gripping her hair tightly and hoisting her off the floor.

Her tone was icy, dripping with contempt.

Lindsay, tormenting my friend was a grave mistake.

I thought you had a shred of decency, but youve sunk to new depths of depravity.

monster feels like

thrust Lindsay forward, slamming her head against the

forehead, streaming down her

What the hell are you doing? Are you trying to kill me? Im going to call the police Before she

impact silenced her as blood spurted from her

her hands clean with a damp tissue, turned her attention to

taking Tiffanys icy hands in hers, she chafed them softly

you want to go home? Harlee asked, her voice calm

face pale as a ghost, leaned into Harlee, her eyes fluttering

now on g@ℓησvє????s.cоm Yes, Harlee, I want

her, her tone a comforting

vehicle, glancing at Clint, who was following closely

driving Tiffany

permanent residence in Baythorn, but at that

typically lodged at

the home Harlee referred to could only mean

concern, Harlee gently asked, Would you like me to take you to my place?

no… Lets not go

Harlee didnt insist.

she tenderly brushed Tiffanys hair aside and said in a soothing

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