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

Chapter 1211:

“Shouldn’t I despise Brevard?” Waylon chuckled bitterly.

“Everyone praises Marisa for her grandeur, but little do they know it was Brevard’s failings that drove her to her limits. If not for Brevard, she wouldn’t have exhausted herself to death at such a young age!”

Harlee observed Waylon, seated at the head of the table.

Despite his evident anger, there was an unmistakable softness in his tone when he spoke of Marisa. Waylon had feelings for Marisa? What was this about? Wasn’t Waylon supposed to be Marisa’s adopted son? Harlee experienced a surge of confusion but kept her expression neutral.

“Do you know Brevard is still alive?” Waylon smirked.

“He’s locked up in the cellar by me.

He’ll never see daylight again.

Ha!”

one thing—he had lost his mind. She had assumed Waylon was motivated by greed or

in Rovania. Logically, Rovania’s

nation vanished, she

if Waylon aimed to smear Mogluylia’s reputation, she wouldn’t allow

chin in hand, suddenly sharpened his gaze at the mention of Marisa. Something felt wrong. Sensing Waylon’s real motives, he subtly squeezed Harlee’s hand beneath the table, signaling with a private gesture that

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thought they had ensnared Waylon in a trap, but it appeared Waylon had laid out a grand scheme for them, luring them in with the facade of walking unknowingly into

expression, Waylon let out

like you’ve caught on. Yes, I’ve done everything to draw you Mogluylian

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government. You’re looking to

“Exactly!” Waylon nodded enthusiastically.

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the Rovania government’s suppression, how could she have passed away at the mere age of thirty?” His motivation was clear: he sought vengeance for Marisa,

voiced her deduction