Chapter 172: Chapter 172

Chapter 172:

Harlee gently touched her wine glass, her dark eyes brimming with intent, and then sipped it in one swift motion.

From a distance, nestled in Gregory’s embrace, Liliana gave a wicked grin. She was already reveling in Harlee’s upcoming ruin!

Harlee lay on the hotel bed, her shoulder strap slipping down seductively.

Her captivating face was impossible to resist, and her long legs naturally attracted men’s attention.

Liliana, slightly tipsy from the drinks Gregory had plied her with, staggered into the room.

Catching sight of Harlee’s enticing look, she silently rejoiced that Gregory wasn’t with her now. She was convinced that, even drunk, Harlee was trying to lure her man.

Damn it!

The surge of anger helped Liliana regain her composure. She pulled out her phone and quickly dialed a familiar number.

“Room 619.

Come up in ten minutes.”

With a sinister look on her face, Liliana approached Harlee’s bed.

“I want you…”

Before Liliana could finish her sentence, Harlee, with a graceful move, flipped her onto the bed. Liliana’s eyes widened in shock as she stared at Harlee, who looked completely somber and clear-minded.

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“You…

How are you still awake?”

Harlee waved a vial of sedative, her smile mischievous.

“You mean this?”

Liliana’s complexion turned pale, her smile fading. So, Harlee had been aware of the drug all along! But why had she…

Terrifying thoughts raced through Liliana’s mind, causing her to tremble violently.

“Please, let me go.

Don’t…

Don’t seek revenge…” Her words grew increasingly feeble, her mind blank. She didn’t know what to say at all.

Harlee dropped the pill into a wine glass.

“It seems you know what I’m planning.” Her smile was as eerie as a ghost’s murmur.

“No, Harlee, you can’t do this to me! I’m your cousin!”

“If you dare, the Juarez family won’t leave you alone!” Liliana’s lips quivered uncontrollably as she tried to escape, but Harlee stopped her with a firm kick to the chest.

“When you plotted against me, did you think the Sanderson family would let you go unscathed? I definitely won’t spare you!” Harlee’s voice was cold, her eyes devoid of warmth.

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