Chapter 155: Chapter 155

Chapter 155:

Adelina assumed Harlee had been sent back to a modest family, and her shabby, unbranded attire revealed the bleak turn her life had taken.

For Liam, whose priority was maintaining a pristine image, the idea of facing any sort of embarrassment was intolerable.

“Well…” Liam faltered, the words catching in his throat.

“Why don’t we pick out some new outfits for you first, Harlee?”

Adelina’s grip tightened, her knuckles whitening. This shameless woman, Harlee, was truly unbelievable, manipulating the situation to make Liam buy her new outfits. No way in hell would she ever let that happen!

“Dad, perhaps that’s not the best plan…” With a hurried tap on her phone, Adelina faked a sense of urgency.

“We’re almost out of time. If we go shopping now, we’ll miss our dinner reservation.”

Liam’s face fell. The dinner was crucial, a privilege granted through the generosity of a friend’s borrowed membership card. Missing it meant pleading for another favor, something he dreaded.

“Then maybe…” Liam hesitated.

Harlee, having endured enough of their antics, interjected briskly, “Are you done? I’m starving. I am heading in now.”

With a taunting lift of her eyebrow, Adelina retorted, “Oh, Harlee, aiming for the buffet on the first floor? It costs over five hundred. Sure you want to blow half your monthly allowance on a single meal?”

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Before her life had intertwined with the Gill family, Adelina used to pass by this grand place, always on the outside, never able to indulge in the simple pleasure of a buffet. She doubted Harlee could afford even a buffet now.

Harlee’s response was light, tinged with amusement.

“Buffet? That’s not where I’m headed.”

Liam, his anxiety peaking as their reservation time loomed closer, couldn’t hide his frustration with Harlee’s demeanor.

“Harlee, I can handle the cost of the buffet for you.

Adelina and I have plans way up on the 66th floor. Let’s not waste any more time.”

Liam silently accused Harlee of thoughtlessness. She was well aware of the ticking clock, yet her stubborn refusal to seek help was maddening.

Despite her pride, there was no excuse for her to delay them.

Did she not understand how much he detested such dawdling?

Harlee, momentarily struck silent by the absurdity, soon recovered.

Arguing with these idiots was pointless. With a smirk and a glance that spoke volumes, she glided past them into the Grand Oak’s lavish lobby.

The manager was all smiles as he approached Harlee.

“Miss Sanderson, a pleasure to see you! We’ve just received a fresh batch of lobsters, their meat sweet and succulent. Would you like to try some?”

At that moment, both Liam and Adelina stood frozen, utterly baffled. What in the world was happening right now? Why was the manager personally welcoming Harlee, even recommending delicacies from the menu?

The esteemed manager of the 66th-floor restaurant was known for solely serving those possessing one of the world’s rarest commodities: an exclusive membership card, of which there were fewer than ten in existence.

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