Chapter 847:

She nodded quietly, offering no further details. Oaklee seemed to deflate, her energy draining away. She had braced herself for others to be harmed, but never Rhys. Tonya supported Oaklee, looking into her eyes with a silent plea.

“Please, make sure Harlee doesn’t notice your sadness.”

Oaklee glanced toward Harlee.

Beneath Harlee’s subtly lifted eyelashes, her eyes were red, carrying a silent anguish.

Harlee’s cheeks, still tinged pink, showed signs of a recent slap. Oaklee was stunned.

Had Harlee been struck? What exactly had happened? What happened to Rhys? And why had Harlee been slapped?

Though desperate for answers, Oaklee remained silent, unable to bear the thought of Harlee’s breakdown.

but when she noticed Harlee calmly resetting her four broken fingers, a confident smirk crept across

as if to say, “See? You can’t do anything to

Etta once

hurt her because of

untouchable. What were a few slaps? A bit of pain? As long as she

arrogance reached its peak, Harlee made her move. With slow, deliberate

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at Etta’s ashen face with detachment, her voice dripping with

“Not afraid of death?”

shock. Veins stood out on her forehead, sweat

eyes, bloodshot with pain and fear,

just moments before, making it seem as though she had never been hurt. Wasn’t Harlee supposed to refrain from harming her for her mother’s sake? Why cut

all along not to release her, but rather

into disarray, overwhelmed by unbearable pain

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