Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You're A Zillionaire's Heiress - Chapter 697

Chapter 697:

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“How dare Liam, that upstart from a no-name family, challenge me?” Elvin fumed, clenching his fists, his eyes alight with fury and resentment.

“I’ll never let a vermin like him overshadow me!”

Elvin’s expression darkened into a sly smile as he turned to his driver.

“Is your cousin now driving for the Gill family?”

“Yes, sir,” the driver replied respectfully.

“He’s infiltrated the Gill family as per your instructions and is ready to assist at any time.”

Elvin’s smile grew more sinister.

“Assist, you say? Let’s have him sabotage Liam’s car.”

Elvin decided that Liam, the kind of man who dared to act out against him, needed to be taught a lesson. In Elvin’s world, anyone who showed him disrespect had to pay, preferably with their lives.

His pride could withstand humiliation for strategic purposes, but outright disrespect was something he could not let slide.

The driver responded without hesitation, “Understood, sir. I’ll ensure he gets your message once we’re back.”

Elvin leaned back, smirking in satisfaction. Unbeknownst to Elvin, the driver’s smile took on a secretive, calculating twist as he relayed Elvin’s plot in full detail to Rhys, seeking further commands.

Rhys’ response was brief and to the point.

“Carry on as you were. Let them destroy each other. If needed, cripple their efforts.”

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Meanwhile, at the Remson Manor, Harlee and Rhys found themselves relaxing in the glass house nestled in the courtyard right after lunch.

Harlee’s fingers idly toyed with Rhys’ as she lounged in his embrace. She pinched and pulled at his fingers, her gaze distant and clearly adrift.

Rhys, with a tender touch, brushed through her hair, occasionally kneading her scalp.

He observed her preoccupation for a while before probing softly, “What are you thinking about, Harlee?”

Clasping his hand tighter, Harlee shook her head dismissively.

“How do people as wicked as Liam and Elvin manage to live among the rest of us?”

Just as Rhys was about to soothe her with some words of comfort, Harlee’s musings took a sharp turn. She abruptly sat upright, her eyes alight with a newfound intensity.

“I’m really curious to explore what’s wrong in their minds.

How can someone completely disregard the bonds of family?”

Rhys let out a light laugh, affectionately tousling her hair as he responded with a playful tone, “Really now? Are you considering taking up experiments?”

Harlee’s eyes twinkled with challenge, her posture straightening.

“Perhaps I am. You might be surprised by what I’m capable of.”

Catching an unusual glimmer in Rhys’ eyes, Harlee connected the dots from their recent intrigues. She leaned in, her voice teasing as she tapped his chin lightly.

“Based on that look… Tell me.

Did our scheme to pit the Juarezs against the Gills succeed?”

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