Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You're A Zillionaire's Heiress - Chapter 970

Chapter 970:

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Harlee’s gaze softened slightly at the sight of Gussie, and she smiled faintly.

Her eyes lingered on Gussie’s prosthetic leg.

“That leg looks better than anything these people are wearing.”

The stunned crowd gaped in disbelief, not expecting Harlee to stand up for Gussie. Many remembered their earlier comments and avoided eye contact, unease weighing heavily on them.

Though touched, Gussie wasn’t surprised at all.

Harlee had said those words to her before.

Just then, the HR director, preoccupied with the day’s recruitment process, was abruptly informed by his staff about the commotion outside. The moment he heard Harlee’s presence, he abandoned his tasks and hurried out without a second thought.

Approaching Harlee, he greeted her nervously, his tone ingratiating.

“Miss Sanderson.”

Harlee’s expression turned cold, her voice sharp.

“I’ve been told we discriminate against people with disabilities.”

The HR director flinched and stammered, “That…”

“No, Miss Sanderson! That’s a misunderstanding… We would never do such a thing.”

“Really?” Harlee raised an eyebrow.

The HR director froze, struggling to interpret Harlee’s thoughts, unsure how to salvage the situation.

Before he could say anything, Harlee’s voice cut through the tension.

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“Everybody, don’t leave just yet.”

The crowd stopped in their tracks, including Kayla, who had been trying to sneak away unnoticed.

Turning to Gussie, Harlee said with a knowing smile, “I admire those who know how to settle the score.” Catching Harlee’s cue, Gussie stormed toward Kayla without missing a beat. Smack! The sound of the slap reverberated through the room.

Harlee tilted her head, her interest piqued by how quickly Gussie acted. She narrowed her eyes in approval. She was tempted to groom Gussie.

Kayla, humiliated and livid, raised her hand to retaliate, but Harlee effortlessly intercepted and tossed her aside as if she were nothing.

The crowd stood frozen, overwhelmed by Harlee’s swift and decisive actions.

Even Gussie was momentarily stunned—not by Harlee’s forcefulness, but by the shift in Harlee’s approach. Years ago, Harlee made it a point to lay out her reasoning before taking someone down.

Though furious, Kayla, fully aware of Harlee’s influence, clenched her teeth and said nothing, throwing a hateful glare at Gussie.

As the crowd continued to gawk in disbelief, Harlee turned back to Gussie, her expression softening.

“May I see your résumé?”

Gussie blinked in surprise before quickly pulling out her résumé and handing it over with both hands.

“Of course.”

Harlee flipped through the pages casually, then looked up and asked, “You’re applying for the role of a fashion designer?”

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