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

Chapter 1380

Chapter 1380:

Coulson was sitting there, the intense beam of the nightlight beside him. His loose T-shirt fluttered in the wind, making him appear distant and unnervingly thin.

Harlee was puzzled. How had the once-favored youngest member of the Aguilar family become so gaunt? He couldn’t have fallen into the same misfortune as Paulina. If anything had happened to the Aguilar family, it would have rippled through Baythorn’s high society by now. Harlee’s brow furrowed as her mind raced, and she approached him slowly.

The sound of her footsteps seemed to snap Coulson out of his thoughts. He whipped around, his handsome face breaking into a forced, practiced smile.

“It’s been a while, Harlee.”

Harlee approached Coulson without any visible emotion, each step measured and deliberate. She glanced down and saw Coulson clutching a necklace, gently polishing it as if it held immense value.

An inscrutable look crossed Harlee’s face. This necklace was one she had purchased for all her students at Baythorn before she left. They were designed as locks, and uniquely, hers was shaped like a key.

Back then, following Rhys’ accident, besides Harlee’s family and members of the Shadow Moon Society, her students from Baythorn were among the first to visit her in the hospital. Touched by the concern and care shown by all three hundred students, Harlee, despite announcing she could no longer lecture them, decided to gift them something meaningful. That gift was the lock-and-key necklaces, which she had designed while recuperating in her hospital bed.

Let’s sit and talk for a while,”

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a word, Harlee sat at the opposite end of the bench, maintaining a distance that could fit two people

had chosen this location for the Aguilar Group. When the building lights went off at night, the area was engulfed in darkness, making the stars all the

it’s been a while. Let me start with

Coulson also looked

his family wherever he went. He never imagined he would one

no indication of whether she was listening, though Coulson felt certain

Coulson went on.

he got into the National Aerospace Agency on his teacher’s

about Coulson himself, yet he chose to narrate it in the third

and tenderly stroking

National Aerospace Agency. He grew ever more assured, convinced that he

gaze from the stars, her head tilting slightly, her eyes flickering with curiosity, seemingly eager