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

Chapter 927:

Harlee stood to leave, worried that lingering might let her emotions overwhelm her.

Patrick and Hamilton shared a knowing look as if to say, “Psychologists really can read minds.”

Catching Noel’s eye, Patrick and Hamilton rose simultaneously.

“We’re leaving too.” Noel nodded and said, “Alright.”

Noel felt perhaps the happiest among them was Rhys, who had loyal friends and the special one reciprocated his feelings. Noel felt a twinge of envy.

The dimly lit street stretched out before Harlee. She wandered down it, lost in thought. She didn’t have the driver take her to the Remson Manor but instead got off at a junction 500 meters away.

Harlee hadn’t visited Remson Manor in almost six months, having slowly withdrawn from it, yet tonight, she felt a compelling pull to visit it.

Unbeknownst to her, a man dressed in black followed her from a discreet distance, about two hundred meters back, ensuring he remained unnoticed.

steps to the manor, he lingered, standing silently among

persistently fixed on the bedroom window of

up at dawn after a sound sleep, having skipped her medication. She glanced at

need to up the dose. Perhaps I can

in bed, taking a moment before

three years, Harlee had delegated all her responsibilities at the Green Group to Brixton and stayed mostly out of the

on projects at the National Aerospace Agency and tasks for

she had just concluded a significant case for Baldrick and now only needed

at the bedroom’s floor-to-ceiling window, Harlee looked out over the landscape that was both familiar and strange, her emotions a complex combination. It

she impulsively picked up her phone and dialed the number she had tried countless times without a response. It was time

interval, she wasn’t even sure if the number was

phone tightly, the uncertainty

for another unanswered call, she was taken aback when it

the other end was

phone tightened, her throat tightening