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

Chapter 1465:

Casper was completely at their mercy, like a trapped animal—helpless and exposed. He longed to order the assassins hidden around the room to take action and eliminate Harlee and Rhys, but he bit his tongue. He wasn’t ready to make that move yet. He was waiting for the perfect moment.

Having endured such brutal injuries, Casper had learned the hard way. He understood that with Rhys’ and Harlee’s skills, the assassins alone wouldn’t be enough to defeat them. So, he devised a plan—he would sacrifice himself. The instant Rhys and Harlee grew complacent, he would give the order to strike, catching them off guard.

Suddenly, a strange laugh broke the silence, ringing out in the tense room.

Wesson, holding a glass of wine, raised his eyes just enough to glance at Harlee. His expression shifted to one of subtle respect as he lowered his gaze, trying to maintain his composure.

“Harlee, my apologies. I just thought of something amusing, so…”

Wesson’s tone was genuinely apologetic, as he feared that even the smallest misstep could ignite Harlee’s wrath. In truth, he had chuckled only because he had come up with something amusing. Even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn’t have dared act this way in front of Harlee. He couldn’t risk making her upset, after all.

going on? Wesson, of all people, had become so respectful toward Rhys’ wife. Something about her presence, her power, was becoming increasingly apparent. They couldn’t help

she entered but hadn’t given him much thought, suddenly grabbed an empty wine bottle and threw it

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don’t like being interrupted while I’m

Instead, he stood up, bowed deeply, and replied, “I

got upset. He had no intention of trembling at the

watched in stunned silence. If even Wesson, known for his arrogance, respected her like this, what did that say about her? Everyone knew they’d better show her

before he could even get halfway toward her, she kicked him away effortlessly. She kicked him again, this time

those kicks had struck their very

sanity, commanded his hidden assassins

beggar—disheveled and twisted with rage. His face was contorted in a way that made him look even more terrifying.