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Harlee hadn’t visited Remson Manor in almost six months, having slowly withdrawn from it, yet tonight, she felt a compelling pull to visit it.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

the manor, he lingered, standing silently

his attention persistently fixed on

at dawn after a sound sleep, having skipped her medication. She glanced at the antidepressants on her bedside

seems I might not need to up the dose. Perhaps I

taking a moment before managing to

the Green Group to Brixton and stayed mostly out of the daily

focus was primarily on projects at the National Aerospace

case for Baldrick and now only needed to oversee the final testing

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 had been three years since

had tried countless times without a response. It was time for a direct

interval, she wasn’t even sure if the number

her phone tightly, the uncertainty

unanswered call, she was taken aback

the other end was subdued as if silenced

phone tightened, her throat tightening