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

Chapter 1636:

Watching Harlee and Thiago disappear into the distance, a flicker of malice crossed Celine’s eyes. She pondered whether Thiago had rejected her because of Harlee. Was Harlee somehow more exceptional than her? Refusing to believe that anyone could spurn her, Celine pulled out her phone, quickly sent a message to Nola, and then hurried after the pair.

Meanwhile, Harlee and Thiago entered the upscale restaurant on the sixth floor of the Outy Hotel, choosing a table near the window.

Thiago, sitting across from Harlee, spoke in a resonant tone.

“Harlee, I’ll take care of removing the news later.”

Aware of the whispers and furtive photos from the crowd, Harlee and Thiago remained indifferent, as such occurrences were not new to them.

Harlee looked at him, her eyes serene, and responded, “Don’t bother. They couldn’t have gotten a clear shot. Focus on what comes next.”

“Okay,” Thiago nodded in agreement.

Celine, who had hurried over, noticed Thiago’s warm gaze toward Harlee—a stark contrast to the indifference he had always shown her—and her irritation flared.

crossed and her eyebrows furrowed in anger, Celine imagined drawing a pistol from her belt and silencing Harlee. She had pursued Thiago tirelessly, yet he had never looked at her kindly. She had assumed

eyes narrowed, her fury

she called out sharply, her voice laced

worlds at g Ɐ

Thiago turned simultaneously, their expressions

family,” Thiago informed Harlee before turning to face

contained. After a moment, she

tell me about your return? I was

a coy giggle, she said, “Oh, I didn’t even see there was a woman sitting across from you. Is she a friend of yours? Thiago, won’t you

head, her cool gaze shielded by long lashes. She sat with crossed legs, embodying a mix of nonchalance and icy poise. She glanced at Celine, then turned to Thiago with a half-smile. What a

aback by Harlee’s striking appearance, clenched her hand under her bag so tightly that her fingertips dug

adopted an innocent demeanor, as if she and Thiago shared

me to your friend, I’m going

closely, not wanting to miss any clue in her expression. Harlee took a leisurely sip of her juice, her face

“Who is this person?”

Just as she was about to slam her bag