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

Chapter 1422:

“No.”

Harlee’s voice was firm, a quiet fury simmering beneath the surface.

“I want to kill him myself. Tomorrow, he’ll die in front of the grave.”

Letting him breathe until tomorrow—that would be her mercy to him. The thought of ridding the world of this poison made her heart pound in her chest.

At her words, Rhys stiffened, his breath catching. He stared at her, worry etched deep in his features. Could she really bring herself to kill someone she had once respected so deeply? The weight of that act could break her all over again.

Rhys chewed on his lip, anxiety swirling in his mind. But before he could say anything, Lucius’ voice broke through again.

“You’re asking me why I hid Harlee’s true identity?”

fists clenching as his breath quickened, his

no good! If I hadn’t been abroad during their recognition

he have been so cruel? He knew how deeply she yearned for family warmth, so why had he feigned ignorance about it? Harlee had always believed that Lucius had distanced himself out of some misguided hatred, convinced he had hurt her unintentionally. But now, the truth struck her like a slap in the face: his coldness, his distance, everything—it had all been part of his plan from the very beginning! How ironic… She had once thought she would carry the burden of taking his life for the rest of her days as some twisted form of repayment for the hurt he had caused. But

a puppet in his hands. She was the fool, the one who had

kid,” Lucius said with admiration, his gaze full

in cooperating with me! If it weren’t for her, it’s hard to say how long it would’ve taken me to find you. But don’t worry, I never told Nola

chuckle, his

she fought to maintain her composure. Her nails dug into her thighs as she tried to contain the turmoil inside. Nola had known

her veins, the realization striking her like a punch to the gut. The pain was unbearable, a weight on

she hissed, her voice trembling with

in her wildest dreams, imagined that Lucius and Nola had known all along that she was the lost Sanderson child—for a

his eyes soft with

be surrounded by those who truly care about you, who won’t let