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.”

she wrote the recommendation letter for him, he had said gratefully, “Miss Sanderson, thanks for

eyes. One hand rested limply on the bench, while the other held two necklaces, staring at them in silence. She

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joining the National Aerospace Agency truly what you

grandson? Wouldn’t he prefer you to take over

a confident

of designing helicopter systems. So, joining the National Aerospace Agency would make him proud of me!” At that time, his face had been filled with hope, his eyes burning with the fire

pleasant memories. She couldn’t help but think

of her memories. A wave of sickness overtook her, and she leaned over the bench, vomiting uncontrollably. Her stomach

if trying to anchor her back

eyes vacant, and the surroundings marked by vomit. She looked frail, as if the slightest breeze could carry her away. Distress