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

Chapter 1337:

Lydia paused to think but then her demeanor shifted abruptly, and she screamed, “I’m going to kill you… I’m going to kill you…” Concerned for the safety of her unborn child, Harlee quickly stepped back to maintain a safe distance. She observed Lydia carefully, noting how her eyes alternated between clarity and confusion, occasionally showing flashes of anger.

“Go. Just leave. It’s dangerous here, Serena, you must leave,” Lydia yelled. Hearing this, Harlee felt reassured that Lydia’s condition might not be too severe.

Harlee approached Lydia and delivered a sharp chop to her neck, deeming it necessary to calm her heightened emotions. She feared that if Lydia’s condition deteriorated further, not even Serena could help her.

Lydia collapsed into Harlee’s arms. Gently, Harlee lowered Lydia to the floor, removed her coat to cover her, and ensured Lydia was still before resuming her search in the control room.

The mechanism controlling the maze was complicated. Harlee was convinced that blueprints must be hidden somewhere within the room. After some time, Harlee uncovered the blueprints of the underground facility in the very corner where Lydia had been concealed.

Harlee sat down to study them intensively. With each detail she absorbed, her expression grew increasingly pale. This was no maze. It was a massive meat grinder!

in, the entire underground space would begin to turn, twisting and splitting into a dozen

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staggered across different levels and would sequentially open, each

by opening all compartments simultaneously, accelerating the grinder to ten times its

ensnared, subjected to the same gruesome fate as everyone else, processed into a

route, which led to the control room, had different conditions. One could only be unlocked after the entire mechanism was finished, while the other had to

Samson had hesitated at the last moment. He had known all along, aware that the outside forces would inevitably be drawn in, enabling him to effortlessly reduce them to mincemeat without any physical

happening…” Harlee dropped to the floor, her face twisted in terror. She had believed she was merely navigating a standard maze and that severing certain

clenched her fists and forced herself to remain composed. She

complex array of buttons, each varying in shape and color, with no labels or hints of their function, rendering

be? How could there be absolutely no clue about how to

the blueprints once more, only to find a basic overview of the control panel. Someone had removed the detailed