Chapter 219: Chapter 219

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Chapter 219:

“That’s impossible!” Angela snapped, unable to contain herself.

“Impossible, you say?” A fierce glint appeared in Harlee’s eyes. In one swift motion, she kicked out her leg, knocking Sherman out of his wheelchair and onto the floor.

As Harlee raised her foot for another strike, Sherman scrambled to his feet in panic.

“Isn’t the wheelchair supposed to bind you, as Angela claimed?” Harlee’s tone was icy, and her expression stern.

“I’ll give you one last chance. Will you apologize?”

Sherman, his pride crumbling under the threat, quickly bowed his head, his voice trembling.

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry. It was my fault. You are the most forgiving person in the world. Please forgive me…”

With his pride now discarded, Sherman had no choice but to beg for Harlee’s forgiveness, realizing he was at her mercy.

Others might not know, but Rolland was acutely aware that Harlee’s seemingly gentle kick had damaged his internal organs.

Despite seeing his son apologize, Rolland’s pride remained unshaken.

Harlee sneered.

“I heard Sherman is the only real man in the Hilton family…”

Rolland’s face flushed with frustration.

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“What… What are you planning to do? I’m warning you, Callum is here. If you think you can act rashly, do you really believe…”

“What will you do?” Harlee interrupted him, casting him a dismissive look and a cunning smile.

Rolland stuttered, his face reddening with irritation. Suddenly, someone burst out laughing, and soon the entire room was filled with laughter.

“Ha-ha! Just look at the Hilton family. They still won’t apologize.

Do they think they’re untouchable?”

“Oh, don’t embarrass them like that. Just look at Rolland’s eyes.

He looks like he wants to tear Miss Sanderson apart, but clearly, he’s not up to the task.”

“When will they stop this ridiculous act? It’s getting boring.” The relentless teasing made Rolland’s face turn even redder with humiliation.

Angela kept her head down, avoiding eye contact, unable to reconcile the fact that she, once the most sought-after socialite, had become the subject of mockery. She blamed everything on Harlee. If Harlee hadn’t gotten engaged to Rhys, she wouldn’t have let jealousy cloud her judgment and instigate her father to stir up trouble.

Harlee must have gotten engaged to Rhys just to deliberately get under her skin! That must be it!

Angela was consumed by her burning jealousy. She was convinced that Harlee had set out to ruin her reputation solely because of her close ties with Rhys.

What Angela didn’t realize was that Harlee had no idea who she was.

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