Chapter 1663:

Wearing a flattering smile, Della stepped forward, her eyes lingering on Harlee as if she longed to be right by her side.

“Oh, Mrs. Green, it’s a pleasure to meet you. You like this restaurant too?”

Sinclair allowed Della to try ingratiating herself with Harlee. After all, even if Della failed, he had nothing to lose. But if she succeeded, he could ride her coattails to his own advantage.

Harlee abruptly spoke.

“Too noisy.”

Her voice was devoid of warmth.

The sheer force of Harlee’s presence made Della swallow the words poised on her lips. Rooted in place, she didn’t dare move.

handed it to Harlee. She took it, wiped her fingers with

eyelids. Her eyes were dark and calm as she gave Della an indifferent

more nonsense, I won’t hesitate to ruin your throat,” she

in her eyes was enough to send a chill down anyone’s

Harlee. Harlee had demonstrated what it meant to be intimidating, and all it took was a single cool

long way to go before developing even a slice of Harlee’s formidable presence. She resolved to cling tightly to

Harlee and said, “If you find them annoying, just toss

her words, unable to

“You…”

provoke me again. Are you deaf?” Elva cut him off without so

skittering across the floor, landing near Sinclair’s feet. His gaze was cold and sharp as he said indifferently, “My

the Happer family’s business empire, Sinclair felt the blood drain from his face. What he failed to realize was that Rhys was referring to

targeting his manhood,

locked with Rhys’ dark, unfathomable ones, a cold shiver ran down his spine. His legs trembled involuntarily. If that fork had landed just a fraction off, it would

other guests on the top floor, though aware of the commotion, remained indifferent. After all, the kind of people who dined here were perceptive enough to mind their own business. They knew better than to watch a spectacle that

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