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.

calmly resetting

with defiance, as if to

back to the fearless Etta once again, entirely untroubled by the threat of

dare hurt her because of

as her mother was employed by the Sandersons, she felt untouchable. What were a few slaps? A bit of

later, as Etta’s arrogance reached its peak, Harlee made her move. With slow, deliberate

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ashen face with

“Not afraid of death?”

air, staring at it in shock. Veins stood out on her forehead, sweat streamed down her face, and

bloodshot with pain and fear, desperately searched

fingers 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

but rather to torment her and

thoughts spiraled into disarray, overwhelmed by unbearable

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