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

Chapter 1504:

Yvonne’s screams echoed through the factory, filled with excruciating pain. Her face was contorted with hatred and bitterness, a mask of agony as she clutched her wounded thigh, convulsing on the dusty floor. The sound of her own suffering drowned out Harlee’s words. Yvonne’s only hope was that her powerful ally would arrive soon to turn the tables on Harlee.

Harlee cast a brief, disinterested glance at the kneeling henchman, then swiftly turned her attention elsewhere. His decision to remain silent was wise.

Not long after, Simms Ellsworth, an executive from the Sanderson Group and the influential ally Yvonne had mentioned, drove straight into the worn-down factory. Simms had once helped Yvonne secure a spot on the crew, but upon learning of his involvement, Brenton had dismissed him immediately, ensuring that Simms’ reputation was destroyed in the industry. Brenton had made it clear that anyone who employed Simms would be making an enemy of the Sanderson Group.

Simms, now a pariah, had no hesitation when Yvonne came to him for help with her vendetta. He eagerly agreed and even provided a photograph of Harlee’s back.

As Simms exited his car, he was flanked by two men in black, who pulled two hooded figures from the vehicle.

Before Simms had arrived, Harlee had cleverly arranged the incapacitated henchmen behind an old wall and gagged Yvonne with rags. That was why Simms was under the impression that Yvonne had successfully subdued Harlee.

to himself, “Weren’t we supposed to meet here?” Then, raising his voice, he called out, “Yvonne, I’ve brought the people you asked for. Where are you? Come out quickly, and I’ll hand them over to you. I have

shock clear as he stared

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battered henchmen behind the crumbling wall, his face drained of color. He nearly

Simms could ask a question, his eyes landed on Harlee, who was casually seated on a stone block. A smug half-smile twisted her lips as she looked down at him, her

turned ghostly pale. In a hushed tone, he asked Yvonne, “What the hell… What is happening? Didn’t you have people abduct Harlee? Why is

sympathy, only questioning her. How foolish she had been to think

if it meant taking him down with her. She would not allow

nothing, just a minor mishap. Nothing to worry

men in black. Her expression became stern, her

will meet your end at my hands!” Hatred consumed Yvonne’s heart as she ignored the pain in her thigh, her focus entirely on making Harlee suffer the way she

her eyelids slightly raised, and her look turned icy, exuding a chilling, detached murderous intent. A

cold shiver swept through the abandoned