Chapter 1376: Chapter 1376

Chapter 1376:

Upon hearing Harlee’s orders, Franco Juarez, one of her subordinates, swiftly helped the maid to her feet, only removing his hand from her mouth after securely shutting the door.

Maintaining her distance from Harlee, the maid clenched her teeth and bitterly exclaimed, “You haven’t even been disfigured after being splashed like that? Why don’t you just die, Harlee?”

As Harlee gazed at the maid, a sense of familiarity crept in, though she couldn’t quite place where she had encountered her before. Puzzled, she inquired, “Is there some conflict between us?”

“Some conflict?” The maid scoffed.

“That’s an understatement. I don’t just want to kill you. I want to destroy you completely!”

Harlee set aside the burn ointment she was applying, her expression turning cold. Despite the water stains and the burn on her right hand, which gave her a disheveled look, her commanding presence remained intact.

“You seem somewhat familiar,” she said, her voice detached.

“Just somewhat familiar?” The maid burst into mocking laughter.

“Harlee, you really don’t remember me?”

After a pause, the maid’s eyes filled with sorrow and resentment.

“Of course, who could recognize me now, looking like this? It’s all because of you! If you hadn’t ruined my life as the privileged daughter of the Gill family, would I be this miserable? If you hadn’t acted so remorselessly, would I have ended up in prison?”

Harlee’s eyes narrowed as recognition dawned on her. She frowned slightly and murmured, “Adelina?”

Mᴏʀᴇ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇs ɪɴ ɢᴀʟɴᴏᴠᴇʟs.ᴄᴏᴍ

At the mention of “Adelina,” a chill passed through Franco’s eyes, and he tightened his grip on her arm, wary of any sudden movements.

“Yes, it’s me!” Adelina screamed wildly, straining against Franco’s grip as she shot daggers at Harlee.

“Harlee, did you think I wouldn’t seek revenge? If not for you, I would still be the esteemed daughter of the Gill family. If not for you, I wouldn’t have turned into this grotesque figure. If not for you, my voice wouldn’t have been ruined!”

Breathing heavily, her body writhing with rage, Adelina continued, “It’s all your fault. Even in death, I’ll haunt you! You and your unborn child will never know peace…”

A loud slap landed on Adelina’s face, sending her head askew.

Franco stared at Harlee, taken aback. He had never before witnessed her strike someone with such force.

Adelina’s veins bulged on her forehead as she spat out, “You bitch, I curse you…”

Seizing Adelina by the collar, Harlee unleashed a flurry of slaps, alternating between right and left, until Adelina’s face swelled and her surgically modified nose twisted out of shape. Only then did Harlee stop.

Harlee announced, “First off, you can curse me, but keep my unborn child out of this. Speak another senseless word, and I’ll turn your existence into a nightmare.”

Before Adelina could retort, Harlee gripped her chin, forcefully tilting her head up, silencing her.

Harlee continued, “Second, did I even know I wasn’t a real Gill until you showed up? I only learned the truth when you came back to the Gill family, so how could I have stolen your life?”

She enunciated each word deliberately.

“Third, when you returned, I left everything behind and took nothing with me. As for your imprisonment—had you not targeted me, would I have even had the opportunity to send you behind bars?”

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