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

Chapter 1427:

With that, she wandered back to her original position. She knew Lucius wouldn’t just walk away. His feelings for Nicola were tangled in knots, and the only place those emotions could surface was here, in this twisted game.

After an indeterminate stretch of time, Harlee glanced down at her phone, the test report almost ready. With quiet determination, she made her way back toward Lucius. This time, her expression softened, a stark contrast to her earlier demeanor. The delicate corners of her eyes glistened with unshed tears.

“I had no idea you loved Nicola this much,” she murmured, her voice quivering slightly.

Lucius, bewildered, stared back at her, his eyes red-rimmed.

“What is it that you want?” he asked, confusion evident in his voice.

Harlee, seizing the moment, switched to her Oscar-worthy performance. Her eyes gleamed with apparent sincerity, her face lit up as if illuminated by some hidden joy.

“I thought you were just pretending. I really didn’t expect your love for Nicola to run this deep.”

Her voice wavered with emotion, as if barely able to contain her feelings.

must want to hear this,

of it all, fixed his gaze on Harlee’s face, searching for some kind of clue. Just

you do, it will probably be long after I’m gone, right? You must have missed me so much that you threatened and manipulated the Sanderson

of shock, disbelief washing over him in waves. His eyes widened as he turned his focus

source of

this?”

her bag and pulled out a cloth doll, the recording wafting from within. Gently, she placed it before the tombstone, saying, “Nicola gave this to me before she died. She told me that if you ever showed up

anything amiss, Harlee added with a carefully measured tone, “When I learned that you’d joined forces with Nola to oppose the Green and Sanderson families, I

him with

look at me like that. I didn’t

position, making sure to distance

react, the recording from

it’s like shattering my heart. Alas! Forget what

the doll softened, as if fading into

was useless, but at least you thought