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

Chapter 1686:

In their circles, Nola had always been seen as haughty, never one to bow or apologize to anyone. So hearing her admit her faults in such a manner made the elderly onlookers reconsider their initial judgments and sparked their curiosity about Harlee’s identity.

The voices of those who had earlier chastised Harlee for being too harsh on a repentant Nola dwindled. They enjoyed their gossip, but they weren’t foolish.

Harlee’s expression remained impassive as she watched Nola’s increasingly theatrical display, finding it more amusing than convincing. Initially, Harlee had thought Nola was a formidable opponent, but now Nola seemed rather insignificant. The tactics Nola had employed in their recent confrontations had been unimpressive.

Resolved to intensify the challenge, Harlee planned to make things even more difficult for Nola.

Under the crowd’s watchful eyes, Harlee took a deliberate step toward Nola, her expression unreadable as she extended a hand. Almost instinctively, Nola stepped back.

Realizing her own reaction might have been too abrupt, Nola lifted her gaze and nervously smiled at Harlee, saying, “My foot’s just a little numb.”

grasped Nola’s chin, her touch deliberate and firm. Her

no one ever told you how painfully bad your acting

curled at the corner of Harlee’s lips,

I’ll forgive you? How about I kill you

last sentence softly, just loud enough

composure. Nola replied, “Harlee, I know you deeply misunderstand me, but that’s okay. Please tell me what I need to do to make things right. I’ll do whatever it takes

had never sunk this low before. When she was friends with Harlee, she always maintained an air of superiority despite her overwhelming insecurities. She had never been so humbled,

raging inferno of hatred burning within Nola. Nola wanted to shred Harlee’s tendons, flay the skin from her bones, and force her to watch as the people she held dear were thrown into a boiling cauldron—only to then make

Harlee merely lifted her delicate eyebrows, her lips curling into a light, indifferent smile. It was as though she were looking

of Harlee’s mouth was like a blade twisting in Nola’s gut,

next moment, Harlee