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

Chapter 1249

Chapter 1249:

“Really?” Harlee’s voice was laced with cold amusement. She clapped her hands, and instantly, her people flooded the living room, surrounding Waylon. “Is this what you call losing?”

“No way! How is this happening? You couldn’t possibly win against me! Where are the dozen assassins I deployed?” Waylon’s voice was filled with fury, his eyes wide in disbelief.

“Did you really think I was foolish enough to fall for the same trap twice?” Harlee smirked, her expression razor-sharp. “Wake up, Waylon. Today, I’m here to take your life.”

She raised her hand, signaling Robbie, who was standing behind Waylon. Without hesitation, Robbie fired a shot, the bullet slamming into Waylon’s thigh.

“Ah!” The scream that tore from Waylon’s throat echoed through the villa. “Does it hurt?” Harlee stepped closer and pressed her boot against his fresh wound. “This is nothing compared to the pain you’ve inflicted on my men. Shut the hell up!”

Harlee leaned down and, with a sharp twist, dislocated Waylon’s jaw. Seething with unrestrained fury, Robbie raised his weapon again and fired another shot, shattering Waylon’s wrist.

muster the strength to lift himself from the floor, his limbs stiff as boards, his face drenched in sweat. Yet, not a single cry of pain escaped him due to his dislocated jaw, courtesy of Harlee. He couldn’t comprehend how the tables had turned so

been there all along. When his schemes mysteriously crumbled time after time, he should have realized it was Harlee’s calculated

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intending to use it

this cruel twist of fate. After all his meticulous planning, he had been mere moments away from plunging Kovama into chaos. Yet now, he stared in disbelief at the hands of

but with his jaw shattered, he couldn’t

every desperate move. She approached slowly, crouching down in front of him.

want to prove your so-called love for Marisa? But as far as I know, it was you who robbed her of the very life you claimed to treasure. So, Waylon, don’t even think about clinging to anything tied to Marisa ever

surged through him as he realized what was happening. “No… Stop! Please, stop…” His voice cracked. The pride that had once burned

Harlee continued to

handle it for Harlee, but she had