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

Chapter 1495:

Trenton’s face twisted into a grotesque mask, his features distorted by his scars. His voice dripped with cold venom as he spoke.

“Someone’s put a price on your head, and we’re just here to collect. Nothing personal. But I’ll cut you a deal—surrender now, or we’ll put a bullet in you before dragging you off. Your call.”

Of course, Trenton’s so-called offer was nothing more than a smokescreen. Pulling the trigger would draw too much attention, and if things spiraled out of control, he could find himself in the crosshairs of the police. And that was a risk he couldn’t afford—not with his daughter’s life hanging in the balance.

The man wearing a mask and hat toyed with his weapon with a lewd grin.

“Look, lady, we don’t want to make this harder than it needs to be. Just be smart and come with us. Otherwise, you’re gonna make us do things you won’t like. Trust me, putting a few holes in you will be the least of your worries.”

Harlee stood her ground, her expression unreadable. Her voice was calm, almost disinterested, like she was discussing tomorrow’s weather forecast.

“How much is my life worth? I mean, how much are they paying you to drag me in?”

about whether her moves could outrun their bullets? Why was she haggling over her bounty? Was this woman completely out

watch. He didn’t have time to guess what she was thinking. He just wanted to

“Twenty-”

releases are

million each. That’s what the other

no matter what,

lips curled into a slight

that

all. This woman was insane. No more talking. Wasting time on her was just a distraction. The three of them yanked their guns free and pointed them at her, while the long-haired

man closest to her, bringing her hand down hard

and the next moment, she

dislocated the bald man’s uninjured arm,

bald man doubled over, gasping for air, as Harlee’s knee

ground, limbs hanging limp, sweat pouring

with the neck of the masked man just as he reached for his fallen gun. The sickening