Chapter 817:
âHasnât Liam once raised Harlee? How could she be so rude to an elder? And youâre still defending her? Your valuesâ¦â
âWhy not finish your sentence? Elder? Are you serious? Before jumping to conclusions, learn what this manâs done. Once raised Harlee? Thatâs a stretch!â
Tonya quickly noticed the heated remarks.
Grabbing the keyboard from Ritchie, she unleashed a detailed exposé of Liamâs history of wrongs against Harlee.
Her swift action silenced the detractors, shifting the narrative toward sympathy for Harlee and widespread condemnation of Liam.
âThis man isnât just a disgrace.
He even mistreated his daughter! And when he did those things, he didnât even know Harlee wasnât his biological child!â
âExactly! Youâve summed it up perfectly. Liam is utterly contemptible.â
Liam clenched his jaw, forcing a strained smile.
âHarlee, why are you addressing me this way? We might not share blood, but I am still your elder. Letâs not forget I once raised you. Is this the respect you show to an elder?â
Noticing the murmurs around him, Liam mistakenly believed the crowd sympathized with him.
Emboldened, he puffed up his chest and spoke with misplaced authority.
Harlee eyed Liam from head to toe, her icy demeanor softening ever so slightly. She had thought the collapse of the Gill Group might humble him and help him recognize his faults.
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But he was such a fool, incapable of seeing the second chances heâd been handed. If he insisted on inviting disaster, she wouldnât bother sparing any false sense of familial obligation.
A flicker of menace flashed in Harleeâs gaze. Without hesitation, she placed a firm hand on Liamâs shoulder.
âRespect? You donât deserve it.â
With a single fluid movement, Harlee wrenched Liamâs arm, dislocating it with ease. The onlookers froze in shock.
A moment straight out of a movie was unfolding before their very eyes.
Unbelievable! How on earth did she disable a personâs arm with just one hand? Such skill seemed reserved for elite operatives.
Some spectators, still grappling with what had just occurred, began self-righteously condemning Harleeâs actions. Yet, any negative comments posted online vanished almost instantly, along with the users who made them.
Inside the café, the crowd, already fed up with Liam, felt vindicated. Watching Harlee incapacitate Liam, they erupted into cheers. Liamâs agonized cries reverberated through the space, and the woman he had abandoned hurried to his side, her expression full of worry. She turned toward Harlee, her tone sharp.
âIâm calling the authorities! You injured Liam for no reason. Iâll make sure youâre locked away!â
Harlee calmly gestured for the woman to approach and, without warning, delivered a sharp slap to Liamâs face.
âSay another word, and Iâll keep slapping him until youâre silent.â
The woman fumed.
âYouâ¦â
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