Chapter 681:
âHarlee, please be my voice! If I end up in jail, it will devastate my parents!â Lindsay yelled at Harlee.
Lindsayâs thoughts were simple and direct.
She was genuinely terrified that the outcome of the online voting might lead to her execution.
If that happened, it would mark the end for her.
Regarding Haleâs strategy, Lindsayâs only companions during the past month of confinement had been the walls.
Her once unwavering faith in Hale had now dramatically weakened.
After all, she had been told that her stay in jail would only last a few days.
But now, everything had changed, and she faced the terrifying possibility of execution.
Lindsay was acutely aware that her parentsâ feelings mattered to Harlee.
By feigning concern and using them as leverage, she hoped to manipulate Harlee into helping her.
She didnât even entertain the possibility that Harlee might decline her request.
After all, she was the Morgan familyâs only biological daughter.
Despite the recent tension between her parents and herself, Lindsay was confident she remained the most important person to them, and Harlee would have no choice but to assist her if she wanted to win their favor.
Moreover, Lindsay felt she had lowered herself by speaking to Harlee in such a tender tone.
How could Harlee possibly turn her down?
With a sense of confidence, Lindsay carried herself as if her acquittal was already guaranteed, conveniently ignoring the fact that Harlee had put her in jail in the first place.
It was often said that isolation could drive one mad, and Lindsay was a textbook example.
Upon hearing Lindsayâs plea, Harlee looked up and derisively muttered, âFool!â
If it werenât for the complexities surrounding Robbieâs incident and the need to understand Haleâs motives, Harlee wouldnât have bothered showing up.
She would have left the entire debacle for Ritchie to resolve long ago.
She wouldnât have gone through the trouble of setting up an online vote, which was not only demanding but also placed her in significant debt to others.
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At Harleeâs blunt dismissal, Tiffany burst out laughing.
âHarlee, youâre incredible!â
Seated a little further away, amidst the surrounding noise, Lindsay missed Harleeâs insult.
However, from Tiffanyâs laughter and the disdain in Harleeâs eyes, Lindsay could infer the essence of Harleeâs reply.
Her face flushed with embarrassment and rage as she shouted, âHarlee, what else do you want from me? Donât push it, you shameless wretch!â
Unfazed by Lindsayâs fury, Harlee remained calm.
She hoped to provoke Lindsay further, hoping she might reveal something significant.
Facing the judge, Harlee said flatly, âWeâre ready to start.â
Lindsay, always pampered as the Morgan familyâs princess, had never endured such humiliation.
No one had ever dared to crush her pride this wayâexcept Harlee.
Her hatred for Harlee only deepened.
Initially, Lindsayâs desire to remove Harlee stemmed from her romantic feelings toward Rhys.
Now, she simply wanted Harlee dead.
Since encountering Harlee, Lindsay had faced nothing but humiliation, never once gaining the upper hand.
Damn it! She had already lowered herself before Harlee, who had only recently been recognized as a Sanderson.
How dare Harlee act so haughty?
âHarlee, one day, Iâll be the one to end your life,â Lindsay hissed inwardly.
The judge looked toward the defenseâs bench, puzzled by the absence of Wilton or Belen.
The judge was well aware of Lindsayâs reputation as the spoiled daughter of the Morgan family. She had assumed todayâs hearing was merely a procedural matter, with someone else already designated to serve Lindsayâs sentence.
The unexpected rise of the online trial caught the judgeâs attention, but she wasnât concerned it would have much impact.
She had witnessed many tricks from the elite in the past.
If people could escape punishment for murder, how significant could this case be in comparison? But why were Wilton and Belen not present today?
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