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

Chapter 1595:

From across the room, Kareem lowered his wine glass. His long fingers interlocked, and beneath half-lidded eyes, he studied the female bodyguard with quiet intensity.

Harlee, the female bodyguard in question, stood beside Barry, a stark contrast to the opulence around her. Dressed in black athletic wear, sneakers instead of formal shoes, a cap and mask concealing her face—she looked more like someone fresh from a workout than a professional protector.

Although bodyguards were not required to adhere to a strict dress code, none dared to dress as casually as Harlee did. Yet, despite the understated nature of her attire, her presence carried an air of quiet defiance that subtly drew attention.

Harlee’s expression remained unreadable, her eyes as cold and distant as a winter’s moon. That frosty demeanor, wrapped in a veil of indifference, made people glance her way out of curiosity—only to lose interest when met with the impenetrable wall of her gaze. But Kareem was different. His eyes lingered. Perhaps he had noticed something. Or perhaps it was mere curiosity.

From the moment Harlee stepped into the banquet hall, she had been aware of Kareem’s presence. At first, she dismissed him, not intending to greet him. But when she sensed the weight of his gaze lingering on her, she shifted slightly and acknowledged him with a nod, effortless yet deliberate.

then lowered his gaze, lost in thought. Something about this female bodyguard gnawed at him. The shape of her eyes, the arch of her

her steps, the way her silhouette carved through the space—it was as if he were watching Harlee walk through the room. Had he not been certain that Harlee could not possibly be here, let alone playing the role of a bodyguard, he might have crossed

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she was assigned to protect—Barry. Barry, ever perceptive, had been observing the exchange. He, too, noticed Kareem’s gaze

near him, using the secretary as a partial shield. Then, with a single glance—cold, sharp, piercing—she silenced whatever scheme had begun to take root in

already dissected it, leaving him utterly exposed! Now, any trace of courage he had to stir up trouble had evaporated. The North Island assassins were still lurking in the shadows, waiting for the

eyelids twitched ever so slightly, though she quickly masked the unease in her expression. Once again, Barry teetered on the edge of causing trouble, only for Harlee to shut him down with nothing but a

banquet hall, Rhys sat lazily behind the wheel, his fingers drumming idly against the steering wheel. With an almost amused drawl, he cast a glance at the heap

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out, he hadn’t even needed to lift a finger. His men had rounded those assassins