Chapter 1377: Chapter 1377

Chapter 1377:

Adelina fixed a predatory gaze on Harlee.

“If you were in my place, wouldn’t you feel robbed of twenty years of your life?” Harlee’s eyes glinted coldly.

“You wouldn’t. Instead, you’d want to exile me, wondering why I disrupted your life.”

After her speech, Harlee released Adelina’s chin and laughed derisively.

“Adelina, after all these years, has your bitterness toward me truly been worth it?”

Adelina kept her fierce gaze locked on Harlee, yelling with all her might, “Harlee, you deserve to die! Without you, I wouldn’t have been in this mess!”

“Is that so?” Harlee’s voice dropped to a cold tone.

“Was I the one who forced you to act willingly as someone’s pawn?”

“Someone’s pawn?” Adelina’s confusion was evident.

“Or do you believe you managed all your schemes and your escape on your own? Adelina, it’s sad how you’ve squandered your life!” Harlee deliberately provoked Adelina, hoping to flush out whoever was backing her. This could provide valuable leverage against Nola. Even if Nola wasn’t directly responsible, it might still involve someone under her command.

“I…”

Adelina found herself at a loss for words.

“Franco, take her to the police station. Make sure she spends her life behind bars, and see that no one bails her out!” Harlee chuckled darkly. Despite the time apart, she still had the ability to push Adelina into speaking without thinking.

“Yes!” Franco nodded quickly and began pulling Adelina toward the study door.

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Harlee subtly raised her eyebrows, signaling Franco to take his time. What should have been a brief walk stretched to three minutes, yet they still hadn’t reached the study door.

Just as Adelina was about to exit, she suddenly regained her composure and said, “Harlee, you will regret this! Mark my words, if you send me to the police, the person behind me will not let you go unpunished!”

“Oh? Really? I’m quite eager to see that.”

Harlee smiled nonchalantly.

“You…”

Realizing Harlee was indifferent, Adelina felt a genuine fear begin to take hold of her. With no other recourse, she hurled curses at Harlee.

“Harlee, you’ll suffer a fate far worse than mine—dying at the hands of those you trust the most! You think everyone adores you, but eventually, even your closest allies will turn against you… Haha, it’s just karma. You’ll get what’s coming to you!”

Even in her agitated state, Adelina only repeated, “Those you trust most.”

Harlee caught the significance and gave Franco a meaningful look.

Following Harlee’s signal, Franco coldly dislocated Adelina’s jaw and dragged her out with little care. As per Harlee’s orders, he left the study door open.

Harlee remained motionless, not bothering to shut the door, seemingly lost in thought, perhaps caught up in Belinda’s voice downstairs or mulling over Adelina’s ominous words about those Harlee trusted most.

Afterward, Harlee returned to her room, picked a set of loungewear from her closet, and got dressed. As she checked the burns on her arm and shoulder in the mirror, she quickly sent a text to Franco.

“Make sure no one talks about my injury today, especially not to Rhys.”

Franco’s response came back instantly.

“I’ll pass the word right now!”

Harlee read the message, set her phone down, and slipped on her top. At that moment, she knew she couldn’t afford to be bogged down by emotions. Her immediate focus had to be on confronting Nola, neutralizing any potential threats, and ensuring the safety of the Sanderson and Green families, as well as everyone in Twilight. With this resolve, Harlee dismissed the pain and, filled with a new sense of purpose, walked toward the study.

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