Chapter 1664:

“Ah!” Della’s eyes blazed with fury.

“How dare you hit me? Who do you think you are, you bitch!”

However, another slap cracked through the air. It seemed Elva had become quite fond of slapping them. Her hands flew in rapid succession without a pause, landing blow after blow on Della and Sinclair.

Leaning against Rhys, Harlee watched the scene unfold with quiet amusement. She casually pulled out her phone, recorded a short clip, and smirked as she sent it to Fleming.

“Fleming, your future wife is terrifyingly fierce. You might want to think twice before crossing her.”

After gloating, Harlee parted her lips just slightly, and without missing a beat, Rhys swiftly speared a piece of fruit and placed it delicately in her mouth.

“Mm, not bad.”

Harlee nodded in approval, crossed her legs, and continued watching as Elva slapped Della and Sinclair, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.

“That’s enough.”

out of his daze, grabbing Elva’s wrist with a firm grip, his expression

let out a sharp laugh, her eyes

against me? Did you ever think to call it quits then? You better let me vent this fury now, because if you don’t, I swear, the moment I set foot back home, I’ll drag your Happer family through the mud until there’s nothing left

But now, she was dangerously close

imagination takes

desolate. The strength in his hand slowly drained away as he merely stared at Elva in

endured so many slaps just to get Sinclair to stand up for her. Yet here he stood, silent, unwilling to lift a finger. What a waste! Fuming,

you have powerful friends doesn’t give you the right to trample all over us! I refuse to believe that the ever-so-righteous Mr. and Mrs. Green would stand by and let you run wild like

a low, mocking chuckle, her

ahead and strike them. If they

turned and gave Harlee a playful salute as Harlee leaned

said with

turned around, her expression soured. She glared at Della, who looked

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