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

Chapter 830:

Once everyone was securely inside the car, they had barely closed the doors when Rhys’ car rolled into view. In an instant, the five of them pressed themselves low against the car seats, their breaths held tight in the heavy silence. They remained motionless, a collective breath paused, until Rhys’ footsteps faded with the closing of the elevator doors.

“Hold off a little longer,” Lindsay murmured, her voice barely a whisper, as she put a restraining hand on the driver’s arm.

“The front might be crawling with reporters by now.”

Amidst the tension, the four people, now garbed in nondescript black instead of their waiter’s whites, exuded a stealthy readiness. The man in the middle of the back seat nonchalantly adjusted his snug collar and scoffed with a defiant tilt of his head.

“What’s there to be scared of? If they even think about snapping photos, I’ll make sure they regret it—with a bullet.”

“Go ahead, if you think you can handle it!” Lindsay shot back with a dismissive wave of her hand.

Lindsay secretly relished the thought of them acting rashly, which would give her the perfect pretext to summon Hale over to deal with them all.

that Harlee had slipped through their grasp, leaving her the perfect opportunity to deal with

darting away as he murmured a string of barely audible

would serve them best

stern-faced man

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a controlled calm, betraying none

esteemed opinion, should we make

then a soft ding from her phone broke the tension. She glanced at the screen, a faint smile playing on her

away in the car, the empty streets

a smug smile, her satisfaction unmistakable. She had planned every detail with precision, leaving nothing to chance for these fools to stumble upon

searching the presidential suite and finding it deserted, Rhys repeatedly attempted to contact Harlee, but her line was

decided to call

Hale, froze

Isn’t Harlee in the