Chapter 652:
Harlee chuckled and pinched Evaâs chubby cheek approvingly. She then straightened up, her smile turning icy as she fixed Evita with a pointed look.
âGot it?â
Evitaâs expression hardened at these words. Over time, she had become skilled at keeping her emotions in check. Standing nearby, Valentina smirked and interjected, âIs that any way to speak to your elders?â She raised her phone high, its screen glowing as she started live-streaming.
Harlee, who hadnât noticed the livestream, assumed Valentina was recording from the way Valentina held the phone. With a cold and calculating gaze, Harlee looked down at Valentina and Evita and asked, âOh, wasnât it you who always denied I was part of the Juarez family? You called me an uncultured, rude girl, unworthy of being related to you?â
Valentinaâs face flushed, her mouth faltering.
âWhen⦠When did we ever say that?â
Harlee lifted her chin, her expression one of complete disdain.
âOh, Iâm sure you remember.
But if you have forgotten, I can always dig up the surveillance footage to refresh your memory.â Harlee had set up alerts online to monitor any mention of her name, and as soon as Valentinaâs livestream caught her face, the alarm went off.
Far away, in another country, Robbie sat at his desk, his fingers flying over the keyboard. Within moments, Valentinaâs live stream flickered and then went dark except for the audio.
After handling the situation, Robbie messaged Harlee.
However, Harlee had her phone on silent and didnât notice the message right away.
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Valentina hadnât anticipated that the Sanderson family would have surveillance cameras, and her confidence began to crumble.
Her gaze dropped to the blacked-out livestream room, and a sinister thought flickered to life in her mind.
âYouâ¦â she hissed, lunging forward as though Harlee had shoved her.
âHarlee, Iâm your aunt.
How could you push me?â
The truth was Harlee hadnât touched Valentina at all. Now, Harlee finally caught a glimpse of the live stream on Valentinaâs phone. Was Valentina live-streaming? A sly smile tugged at Harleeâs lips as she decided to play along.
She shifted her focus to Evita, her voice dripping with disdain.
âI wasnât planning on bothering you, but if youâre going to insist that I pushed you, I suppose I can play along.â
As Harlee spoke, she moved in closer to Evita, completely ignoring Valentina, who was now theatrically sprawled on the floor.
Evita, who had heard rumors about Harleeâs sharp tactics, felt her stomach tighten.
Her face drained of color, and her voice trembled.
âWhat⦠What do you want?â
Unusually calm and almost gentle, Harlee took Evitaâs hand with a knowing smile.
âNothing much. I just thought we could bond a little.â
Evita recoiled in shock upon hearing Harleeâs unexpected invitation to bond.
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