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

Chapter 1471:

At the entrance of the Gilded Club, Wesson crouched near a flowerbed, surrounded by cigarette stubs, his face marked by growing irritation as he texted Margo.

“Margo, it’s been two hours! I’ve been standing by the door for two hours! Can I stop waiting already?”

He hoped his usually caring sister would not let him wait any longer, considering it was unclear when Harlee would exit or whether she would even use the main entrance.

Yet, Margo’s response made his mouth twitch and his expression darken.

“It’s only been two hours. Don’t bother me until you’ve waited at least eight or nine hours. Exercise patience!”

Wesson wanted to retract his previous remarks. His sister was no longer a doting sibling when it came to Harlee. Eight or nine hours? He laughed to himself. If he hadn’t seen Harlee by then, his sister would likely have told him not to contact her until a full day had passed. He shouldn’t have messaged her.

Suddenly, the doors swung open. Wesson instinctively looked up and spotted familiar figures emerging. His spirits soared. He rose swiftly, ignoring his stiff legs, and hurried toward Harlee.

an enemy by those flanking Harlee, Wesson slowed his pace

Harlee, bowed slightly, and respectfully handed her a document, explaining its

this is a recent contract between the Jensen family and Nola, concerning oil fields. Should you have any conflicts with Nola,

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The Jensen family was prepared to nullify an oil field contract just like that? Such a decision was what others hesitated

and murmured, “Instruct Margo to manage the business dealings as she sees

and responded respectfully, “Understood.

said slowly, “Rest assured, I won’t pursue your family on

walked straight

watched Wesson retreat with penetrating, dark eyes. Had the Jensen family from Gruinia ever clashed with Harlee

engine was the only sound. Patrick was behind the wheel, his eyes occasionally glancing

in his pocket. He pulled it out, tapping the screen to silence it, but a name

do you want me to handle the aftermath