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

Chapter 1383

Chapter 1383:

“Have you ever reached out to me proactively over the years?” Harlee asked.

This left Coulson speechless for a moment. He had indeed never initiated contact with Harlee or revisited past acquaintances. Instead, he had opted to steer clear of his own family, building a wall around his emotions—a barrier so strong that no one could reach him, and he couldn’t escape from it either.

Upon recognizing this, Harlee stood and fixed him with a sincere gaze.

“If I truly believed you had harmed my parents, do you think we’d be sitting here so calmly? I would have dealt with you long before you could judge me!”

Coulson looked up slowly, his posture rigid.

Harlee continued, “I always thought you were a smart guy, Coulson. With enough hard work, I believed you could reach any position you wanted. But I didn’t realize the weight of your burdens was so heavy that it completely crushed you.”

Had she foreseen the intense pressures of the National Aerospace Agency, she might have spared Coulson, knowing his capabilities were better matched to roles within his family’s enterprise. In that case, he would have remained the same impressive Coulson that everyone admired and liked.

Looking down in embarrassment, Coulson muttered, “I… I didn’t mean…”

weak, but he refused to accept that the person he despised the most was, in

extended her hand to retrieve the necklace

you know why I gave you this necklace back

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look crossed Coulson’s face as he instinctively

necklace from her pocket and inserted it into the lock necklace.

meant every word. I designed these necklaces myself. The key and lock symbolize my commitment to helping you with your troubles, and

Sebrina entered the National Aerospace Agency, she had sought Harlee’s counsel on numerous challenging issues. Similarly, other

smile, Harlee examined the two necklaces in her

one who dismissed this gift as trivial, Coulson. Why didn’t you trust me

“Harlee, I—”

softened as she rolled up her sleeves, revealing the fatigue

me too, suggesting that

the burns on Harlee’s arm. His breath

you, Harlee. I truly didn’t intend anything from

recognized a figure in the security footage, I refused to