Chapter 1665: Chapter 1665

Chapter 1665:

“Who are you putting on an act for? You resorted to drugging to snag Sinclair! Tell me, what am I lying about? Don’t kid yourself—taking those things doesn’t hurt me in the slightest. Wake up! You only succeeded in taking what I didn’t want.”

Harlee, seated nearby, watched Elva handle the confrontation with a smirk, occasionally popping fruit into her mouth, thoroughly amused.

Rhys was beside Harlee, showering her with adoration. He was doing everything he could to appease his fuming wife.

At that moment, they seemed worlds apart from the drama, wrapped in a tense bubble.

Della’s mind was in turmoil. She refused to believe that everything she had taken from Elva over the years was just what Elva deemed undesirable. Her heart raced, and she stood frozen, at a loss for words.

Yet, recalling their past encounters, Della bitterly realized that Elva never seemed genuinely distraught whenever something was snatched away. Instead, her gaze held a complex mix of emotions.

Elva’s gaze hardened as she looked at Sinclair. With precise aim, she slapped his already swollen cheek sharply.

“Sinclair, do you understand why I rejected our arranged marriage? It’s not because of those scandalous photos of you and Della, nor is it personal dislike.”

Stunned by the force of the slap, Sinclair asked in a deep voice, “Then why?”

“Because I refuse to be a pawn for the Pattersons!” Elva’s tone was icy, chilling the air between them.

“Remember how you pressured Farris, that lousy father of mine, into sending me your way, thinking I’d submit to such manipulation? Do you really think I’d lower myself for that?”

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Ignoring the astonishment in Sinclair’s eyes, Elva continued, “A word of advice—don’t test me, or I might just end you!”

Sinclair, meeting her intense, threatening gaze, felt real fear for the first time. He had no doubt she would carry through on her threats if pushed.

Della, witnessing Sinclair’s terror, was about to egg him on against Elva but caught Harlee’s stern look. The dark intensity in Harlee’s eyes silenced her immediately.

In Uwhor, the law permitted citizens to carry firearms, and the thought of facing a bullet terrified Della. Harlee was clearly not one to be trifled with.

Elva glanced at Della, cowering behind Sinclair, and scoffed.

“We’re through. Step out of line again, and I won’t hesitate to come for both of you.”

Harlee chimed in coolly, “And tell Farris that the Sanderson family from Baythorn will settle scores with him one day.”

The mention of the Sanderson family from Baythorn drained the color from Sinclair’s face. His eyes widened with fear as the gravity of the situation finally sank in. He had unwittingly messed with someone he shouldn’t have.

Despite the significant alliance between the Green and Sanderson families back then, with coverage all over the media for days, Sinclair had been too preoccupied with revelry to pay attention.

Sinclair knew confronting both the Green and Sanderson families was destined to be a lost cause, even with all the resources of the Happer family in Uwhor. A cold dread swept through him.

Hearing the mention of “the Sanderson family of Baythorn,” Della’s envy intensified. Why? She was far more charismatic than Elva! How did Elva manage to connect with such influential people?

“Get lost.”

Harlee’s smile vanished, her eyes turning icy, her gaze sharp. Della, unwilling to let go of Sinclair just yet, saw him hesitate, his pride keeping him from leaving. She quickly grabbed his hand, her eyes pleading.

“Sinclair, I’m starting to feel a headache. Can we leave?” With that, Della swooned into Sinclair’s arms, feigning unconsciousness.

“Della, Della…”

Panicked, Sinclair scooped her up and seized the opportunity to escape the restaurant.

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