Chapter 653: Chapter 653

Chapter 653:

Her voice quavered as she retreated, eyes widening.

“What are you scheming now?” she muttered, her suspicion palpable.

For the first time, Harlee’s smile struck Evita as more menacing than her usual stoic expression. In a moment of panic, Evita’s hand slipped from the vacant armrest, causing her to tumble awkwardly to the floor.

Valentina, ever the opportunist, quickly adjusted her camera to capture Evita sprawled across the floor, her tone dripping with insincere concern.

“Oh dear, Harlee, even if Evita has wronged you, shoving an old lady is going too far! What if she’s seriously hurt? How could you possibly live with yourself?”

Valentina’s voice, sharp and commanding, cut through the air, ensuring every onlooker and viewer on the livestream could hear her clearly.

Meanwhile, Eva, picking up on the underlying hostility from Evita and Valentina, tightened her grip on Harlee’s hand, her gaze fierce as she stared them down.

Her small form puffed up in a defiant stance, a clear signal of her protectiveness.

Harlee looked down at Eva, a soft smile playing on her lips mixed with a sense of warmth and amusement.

Despite the tension, a gentle warmth bloomed in her heart, touched by Eva’s display of loyalty and affection.

Valentina, noting Harlee’s silence, pressed on with a fierce look in her eyes.

“Really, Harlee, what kind of behavior is this? Are you actually plotting to kill your own grandmother?”

Valentina’s accusation hung heavily in the air, loaded with implication.

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Harlee observed Valentina, noting her increasingly disturbed expression, and smirked. Valentina was finally losing her composure, wasn’t she?

Harlee pondered whether it was time to deal a final blow to the Juarez and Gill families, ensuring they didn’t get the chance to make a scene ever again.

Eva blinked, tugged Harlee’s hand, and smiled at Valentina.

“Harlee, is this woman a drama queen? It’s obvious the elderly lady fell on her own, yet she’s insisting you pushed her. Worse, she’s going around saying you’re out to get someone! Honestly!”

Eva paused, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“If this woman isn’t being melodramatic, then she must be downright wicked, trying to pin this on you!”

She looked up at Harlee eagerly, hoping for praise. With a gentle smile, Harlee pinched Eva’s plump cheeks affectionately, her amusement evident.

Valentina’s complexion darkened with each of Eva’s pointed accusations, but she held back her anger, acutely aware of Eva’s significant lineage. She remembered all too well that Eva was Arthur’s cherished daughter.

Arthur had made it clear that any harm to Eva would invoke the wrath of the formidable Patterson family.

Eva’s eyes narrowed, flashing a cold, sinister warning at Valentina. The message was unmistakable.

Crossing Arthur’s daughter was akin to playing with fire—a perilous game that could have dire consequences even for those who managed to survive.

Beneath Eva’s steely glare, Valentina trembled slightly. The sheer weight of Eva’s background was monumental, intimidating not just the Juarez clan but also making Valentina hesitant to push her luck.

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