Chapter 462: Chapter 462

Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You’re A Zillionaire HeiressWords: 3149

Chapter 462:

Can we move beyond our past conflicts?”

Harlee smirked.

How absurd! Was Angela seriously attempting to shift the blame onto her? Harlee sprawled comfortably on the sofa, her gaze flicking upward with defiance.

“Who claimed I was behind your family’s financial ruin?”

Angela nearly blurted out “Lindsay” but caught herself just in time.

Her expression shifted to one of terror as she stammered, “I… I just thought… Wasn’t it you?” Harlee eyed the blinking red light tucked in a covert corner, a mocking smile curving her lips.

“You really think you’re worth the hassle of dealing with your family?” In truth, the downfall of the Hilton family stemmed from their own internal mismanagement. The Sanderson family had merely nudged them along the path to ruin.

Angela’s lips were pressed into a tight line, her eyes widening in sheer disbelief.

Harlee didn’t even consider her a threat! A tempest of emotions churned within Angela, her fingers creasing the fabric of her dress. She fought to keep her composure, her voice barely a whisper as she accepted the juice from Lillie.

“You’re absolutely right, Miss Sanderson. I’m not even close to being worthy of standing as your rival.”

Despite the emotional whirlwind raging inside her, Angela’s face remained the picture of serenity as she gently set the glass of juice on the table.

“This juice is a humble offering from my mother. We hope it can convey our apologies.”

“Convey your apologies?” Harlee’s voice turned icy, her gaze sharpening like daggers.

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As the air thickened with tension, Harlee’s countenance unexpectedly softened, and she sipped the juice with an air of casual dismissal.

“I accept your gesture of apology. Whether I forgive you, however, will depend on what you do from now on,” she stated evenly, her voice dropping to a chilling register.

“Do not let me down.”

With a swirl of her dress, Harlee exited with poise, leaving a heavy silence in her wake.

Her menacing smirk lingered like a shadow. Lillie, visibly shaken, clutched Angela’s hand, whispering frantically, “Angela, do you think she had seen through our intentions?”

Doubt gnawed at Angela, her heart sinking with the weight of uncertainty. Nevertheless, Angela reassured Lillie with a confident tone.

“No way! Did you notice she gulped down that juice without hesitation? She didn’t even stop to sniff it.”

“There’s no way she suspected anything about our scheme!” Lillie’s nerves calmed as she absorbed Angela’s certainty.

“You’re right.” She breathed out in relief, her previous tension easing.

“It’s just unfortunate about the person Miss Morgan picked out…”

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Angela shook her head.

“Not unfortunate at all.”

“Do you have another plan up your sleeve?” Lillie asked, curiosity piqued.

Angela merely smiled, her lips sealed. The juice they had given Harlee was spiked with a powerful aphrodisiac.

Despite Harlee’s usual composure, the drug was bound to cause her embarrassment at the engagement party.

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