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

Chapter 1386

Chapter 1386:

“Understood!” Franco immediately called Goodwin to coordinate the necessary preparations and then summoned Cillian to assemble a team to discreetly secure the area around the surgery.

Meanwhile, Harlee found herself alone, seated on a bench atop the rooftop.

Harlee sat alone on a rooftop bench, her eyes reflecting a deep void, as if the world around her had disappeared. Her hand, feeling numb and distant, gripped her vibrating phone.

The screen showed eighteen missed calls from Rhys, three from Robbie, two from Patrick, and others from Belinda and Jose.

As Harlee watched the relentless notifications light up her screen, fatigue and a growing sense of responsibility weighed heavily on her. She considered turning off the phone to stop the buzzing but hesitated, not wanting to cause unnecessary worry. In the end, she opted to text them, saying, “I need some time alone. I’ll come back later.”

Once the message was sent, Harlee placed her phone on the hard drive Coulson had left on the bench, no longer paying it any mind. She leaned back, tilting her head to the sky, thoughts swirling like scenes from a movie, revisiting her moments with Coulson. She remembered when he had sincerely said, “Miss Sanderson, I’m eager to learn from you.”

him, he had said gratefully, “Miss Sanderson, thanks for

limply on the bench, while the other held two necklaces, staring at them in silence. She had never actually thrown away

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into a sea of old

Agency truly what you want?” Harlee had asked Coulson with a

favorite grandson? Wouldn’t he prefer you to take over the

confident smile lighting up

the National Aerospace Agency would make him proud of me!” At that

memories. She couldn’t help but think of Coulson’s face,

memories. A wave of sickness overtook her, and she leaned over the bench, vomiting uncontrollably. Her stomach emptied, and the bitter stench filled the air. The world around her began to spin, and

trying to anchor her back to reality.

frail, as if the slightest breeze could