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

Chapter 1609

Chapter 1609:

Moira was well aware of Tiffany’s fiery temper. If Tiffany really decided to go all in, Moira would be outmatched. So, Moira shifted her focus, targeting Harlee, the disguised woman who had come with Tiffany.

Moira spat, “Ha! Tiffany, is this some actress you hired to play your little game? Did she just say that she will handle the rest? What a joke! If you want to get someone to back you up, at least buy them a decent outfit. What is she wearing, some cheap knock-offs? What can she possibly do? She is just bluffing. Ha-ha…”

Tiffany stared at Moira as if she were the biggest fool alive. Did Moira not know that the truly wealthy wore haute couture? Moreover, with the way Harlee carried herself, she definitely had the aura of someone important. No wonder Moira had tangled herself in Devonte’s crimes. Moira wasn’t just reckless. She was painfully stupid.

Meeting Tiffany’s gaze, Moira faltered. Why was Tiffany looking at her like that? Could it be that the woman’s background was truly something extraordinary? No, that didn’t make sense. From what Moira had seen earlier, Harlee was probably just a thug Tiffany had hired to play the part.

Harlee’s gaze narrowed, a sly, almost wicked smile curling at the corners of her lips. She tucked her phone away, looked at Moira, and said coldly, “Terminate the contract.”

While Tiffany and Moira were talking, Harlee had already set things in motion. She had asked Rhys to dig into Star Entertainment’s background, warning him to keep Patrick and the others out of it. She wanted Rhys to climb out of the window and personally gather the evidence of Devonte’s crimes, since she had locked the door in a huff before leaving.

had already sent all the crucial details to Kareem. Kareem’s rank as a major general meant

imagination at

was always the one compromising to coax her, so she was in a good mood now. Tiffany shot Harlee a

anger. Even at this point, she remained obsessed with capturing Tiffany and shipping her off to those

eyes flickered around the room, calculating. Suddenly, a wicked idea formed

and I’ll prepare the contract

would come to take Tiffany and

need to be present?” Harlee directed the question at Tiffany, but Moira had no intention of being sidelined. Before Tiffany could answer, Moira smoothly cut in, “There is no need to trouble Mr. Coleman. I’ll handle it

Moira doesn’t have the authority

Harlee might not understand, Tiffany took a moment to explain Melinda’s role and clarified that

she cast a slow, deliberate glance at Moira, who looked like she was about to explode. Then, with an almost lazy cadence, Harlee said, “Seems

a moment, the