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

Chapter 1599:

The muggy weather of April made Barry frown. He observed Harlee, who remained expressionless, and then glanced at the unfamiliar woman beside her.

“Harlee, didn’t you promise to personally escort me back to Gruinia?”

Harlee, standing casually with her hands in her pockets, laughed icily.

“Don’t trust me? Feel free to ask all your guards to compete against me at once.”

She preferred proving her point through actions rather than words.

Barry, frustrated, simply wished she could have reassured him more gently instead of being so harsh. Couldn’t she just tell him nicely about the woman she brought?

Turning to Jianna, the woman beside Harlee, Barry said somewhat awkwardly, “Miss, I didn’t mean any disrespect. With potential assassins en route, I just want us to be vigilant enough.”

Jianna, stoic with piercing dark eyes and a youthful yet serious demeanor, tilted her head slightly and said, “The guards can try to take me down all at once if they like!”

The secretary behind Barry almost smirked despite herself but continued to hold the umbrella steadily. Why? Why did Barry need to provoke them? Now Harlee had put him in his place, and Jianna was no less ruthless.

Reflecting Harlee’s training, Jianna’s demeanor was strikingly similar. Her tone and expression mirrored Harlee’s.

Barry’s expression darkened.

Sensing the growing tension, the secretary quickly interjected, “Mr. Stevenson, Miss Nixon, it’s time to board the plane.”

Barry hoped that in Harlee’s absence, Jianna might treat him more gently. Harlee gave a slight nod to Jianna and whispered, “Take care. Prioritize your safety above all.”

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As Barry turned to leave, he overheard Harlee’s words and stopped, his expression turning dark with irritation. Was he funding a security detail or his own aggravation?

Shaking off his frustration, Barry continued walking. He feared any further comments from Harlee might provoke him beyond his temper’s limit, perhaps even more than any assassin could.

Once Barry’s plane had taken off, Harlee left the airport and headed to the Green Group headquarters.

As Harlee exited her car, she noticed Patrick waiting by the entrance. Remembering the email she had recently read, a slight smile played on her lips.

Patrick approached with a bow, his face tense.

“Harlee, did you get my email?”

Harlee arched an eyebrow and responded casually, “Thank you.”

Patrick froze, momentarily caught off guard. So, the female bodyguard hired by Barry wasn’t Harlee after all. That meant Rhys had spent the night with another woman.

He gathered his courage and turned to look at Harlee, only to be met with the coldness on her face. He jumped to the conclusion that it was a clear sign that she was angry.

Patrick couldn’t help but let out a sigh. Alas. Men could be quite fickle. They would pursue their loved ones with intense passion, only to start thinking about other women once they had what they wanted. Given Harlee’s temper, Rhys was asking for trouble!

Patrick thought he might as well prepare himself for the inevitable confrontation between Harlee and Rhys, wary of being caught in the crossfire.noveldrama

Harlee smirked slightly, a mischievous sparkle in her eye. She walked past Patrick into the building.

Inside the Green Group, Rhys was deeply engrossed in his work, while Brixton lounged nearby, casually discussing a new venture.

Patrick tried to signal Rhys with a look, hoping to cushion any forthcoming blow. Despite siding with Harlee, he wished Rhys could suffer less. Yet, Rhys remained oblivious, ignoring Patrick’s attempts.

Brixton’s cheerful voice broke the tension as he spotted Harlee entering.

“Harlee, what brings you here? Have a seat. I’ll have my assistant fetch your favorite treats. We’ll fill this table in no time.”

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