Chapter 212: Chapter 212

Chapter 212:

What Rhys didn’t know was that after sending the message, Harlee had set her phone aside as she was now dealing with another bothersome individual.

Wade observed Harlee intently for a long while, trying to reconcile the dazzling woman before him with the descriptions Lindsay had provided.

He fixed his gaze on Harlee, who was seated at a square wooden table.

His eyes narrowed, growing sharper.

Clearly, Harlee did not appear as one who meant well.

“Do you know Lindsay?” Wade asked, his voice cold and flat.

Harlee returned Wade’s intense look, a slight smirk playing on her lips as she responded indifferently, “So what if I do?”

Wade stepped closer, his demeanor imposing.

“If you’re Harlee, then you owe Lindsay an apology.”

At that moment, Etta walked by. Remembering the embarrassment she had suffered earlier, she clenched her teeth and stared rigidly at Harlee, trying to mask her agitation with a forced calm.

“Harlee, aren’t you going to apologize after what you did? Even being a member of the Sanderson family doesn’t excuse such behavior. You really should apologize. It’s excessive not to.”

Wade’s frustration flared at Etta’s comments.

“Listen up, Miss Sanderson, if you won’t apologize, then I’ll ensure your father does.”

Lᴀτєѕτ cнαρτєrs ιn g𝒶l𝑛ovєl𝑠.𝒸oм

Harlee’s expression shifted slightly, a hint of confusion crossing her features.

He uttered such nonsense without feeling embarrassed?

Before Harlee could express her irritation, Tonya, who had just arrived and caught the exchange, was visibly angered.

“I’ll offer you another opportunity to correct yourself. Who exactly should be apologizing?” Tonya’s tone was menacing, her face reflecting a dark intent that Wade failed to perceive due to his foolishness.

“She, Miss Sanderson, must apologize to Lindsay!”

The moment Wade finished speaking, Tonya grabbed the cream cake from the table and smashed it right into his face.

“There, that’s your apology,” Tonya said, her smile sweet yet cold, her demeanor innocent yet laced with mockery.

“You!” Wade was seething with anger, glaring at Tonya.

The commotion caught the attention of many.

“My goodness! Is Tonya really harassing a guest right here in front of everyone? She has no respect for others! How rude!”

“Exactly! Her presence here might be solely because of Mrs. Torres’ likeness toward her. She does not act like a fair lady at all.”

After hearing demeaning voices from a few reckless rich young men and envious socialites, the crowd began to scorn Tonya and even disdain Harlee, assuming they were birds of a feather.

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