Chapter 526:
âEtta, are you asking for trouble?â
Although Etta hated Lindsayâs guts, she dared not show it, her fear of Lindsayâs frantic sides restraining her.
Etta feigned being startled awake, gazing at Lindsay with wide eyes.
âMiss Morgan, w-what happened?â
Lindsay sneered, âI donât want to share a bed with you.â
Upon hearing this, Etta tried to rise, but her movement tugged at her wounds, causing her to cry out in pain.
Seeing Ettaâs discomfort, Lindsay frowned, not wanting Hale to blame her for Ettaâs worsened injuries, and begrudgingly allowed Etta to remain lying down.
Etta spoke in a cautious and humble tone.
âMiss Morgan, are you worried Hale might find out? Donât worry.
I wonât say a word.â
Lindsay felt a surge of satisfaction at Ettaâs reassurance, though she still maintained an air of superiority.
âSo what if he finds out? Iâm collaborating with him, not his subordinate.
He wouldnât dare do anything to me!â
Etta inwardly mocked Lindsay for her pretense, but on the surface, she appeared to be full of admiration.
âMiss Morgan, youâre incredible.
You handle Hale with such ease,â she said, patting her chest.
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âI could never do it.
A few words from him and my legs turn to jelly.â
Lindsay basked in the praise, and her demeanor softened considerably.
She even allowed Etta to sleep on the bed.
Etta continued her flattery, eventually lulling Lindsay to sleep.
As soon as Lindsay fell into a deep slumber, Ettaâs expression shifted instantly, her gaze filled with malice.
Ever since losing the support of the Sanderson family, Etta had been enduring Lindsayâs mistreatment and fulfilled her role as a loyal sidekick, believing Lindsay was her only hope of marrying into the Green family.
Now, however, Etta had a new ally: Hale.
Yet, Haleâs first task for her was to continue as Lindsayâs underling, even getting along with Lindsay.
Beaten and mistreated by Lindsay on numerous occasions, Etta yearned to strangle Lindsay but dared not defy Haleâs orders.
Lately, Etta felt everyone had disrespected her, treating her like a doormat.
Clenching her fists tightly, she refused to believe her recent hardships were her fault.
She blamed everything on Harlee instead.
If Harlee hadnât returned to the Sanderson family as the biological daughter, none of this would have happened.
Harlee deserved to die!
A sinister smile curled on Ettaâs lips.
Ever since discovering Lindsay and Haleâs alliance, she had been filled with anticipation.
With Haleâs support, Harlee would inevitably fall into their hands, and when that moment came, she was determined to crush Harlee beneath her heel.
The following morning, Harlee, having spent the night tracking Haleâs movements, appeared worn out, barely having slept for three hours.
At breakfast, it was just Harlee and Skyla.
The Sanderson Group had a major project underway, so Lonnie and Brenton had left for the company early.
As for the other men in the Sanderson family, they hadnât even returned.
Skyla, noticing Harleeâs fatigued appearance, lovingly pinched her cheek.
âWhy did you stay up late again? Didnât you promise to handle things during the day?â
Hearing this, Harlee felt a bit uneasy.
She had indeed promised her mother to deal with matters during the day.
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