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Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You’re A Zillionaire Heiress

Chapter 1496
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Chapter 1496: "Kill her! Somebody kill her!" Harlee's lips curled into a cold smile as she reached for the dagger at her waist. At that moment, she looked less like a person and more like a hunter savoring the thrill of the chase.

"Your voice is givinga headache," she drawled lazily.

"Maybe you'd be better off without a tongue!" Before the long-haired man could fully process her words, a sharp, unforgiving movement silenced him. His muffled screams turned to gurgles as blood trickled down his chin.

The sight of this sent a shockwave of terror through the bald man, who remained conscious but paralyzed with fear.

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Trenton, still standing but no longer steady, felt his composure shatter, and his legs quivered. A madwoman. No, not a madwoman! She had effortlessly taken down two of his underlings and even went as far as to cut off another's tongue. This wasn't a mere mortal. This was a demon who walked the earth from hell! Trenton had killed before-more than a dozen, in fact-but never like this. Torture wasn't his style. Yet, here Harlee stood, calm, cold, and utterly detached.

Harlee's eyes, unblinking and pitiless, locked onto Trenton. Her stare pierced through him, freezing him where he stood as a cold sweat trickled down his spine. He scanned the scene in desperation-his men were down.

"You... What do you want from me?" Harlee raised an eyebrow, her gaze unreadable.

Stay connected at gvlnovs"Hmm? What do I want from you? Wasn't it you who wanted something from me?" She was furious that her life had been valued at a mere twenty-four million, and she found the long-haired man's voice unbearable-so she cut off his tongue. Had she done anything wrong? Harlee let her gaze drop to the long-haired man, writhing on the ground, his agony filling the air. With a nonchalant bend, she reached out, her fingers curling around his neck. In one swift, merciless motion, she snapped it.

"Still grating!" she muttered, her tone laced with disgust.

Silence blanketed the alley. The long-haired man's body lay still.

Harlee straightened, her expression softening ever so slightly. She pulled a pristine handkerchief from her pocket and began wiping the blood from her hands.

This action sent Trenton tumbling to the ground in terror. Desperately, he looked around for his underlings, only to realize they were either lying lifeless with broken necks or cowering in absolute fear. He was the last one standing, left alone with his spiraling thoughts in the desolate alley.

The fear in his heart was overwhelming, but he didn't dare let out a single sound. Instead, his screams echoed silently in his mind. The thought of being the next to lose his tongue kept his lips tightly sealed.

Despite his history of violence, Trenton was profoundly shaken by the brutality he now faced for the first time. Overcwith regret, he dropped to his knees, pleading, "I'm truly sorry, miss. My actions were wrong. I was driven by desperation for money, and I made a terrible choice." Emotionally, Trenton implored Harlee, making a show of his suffering.

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"Please, miss, forgivejust this once. I won't do it again. My daughter is in the hospital, waiting for me..." He pulled out a photo of his daughter, confined to her hospital bed.

Harlee moved past the bodies of the three deceased individuals and m halted before Trenton. Her gaze hardened as she casually asked, "A sick daughter, you say?" The content. is on novelenglish.net! He quickly affirmed, eager to convince her.

"Yes, it was my desperate situation that pushedto accept such dreadful task. Miss, beg you, for my X daughter's sake, letprove I can change my ways and avoid further criminal acts."

"Do you think so little of the lives you've claimed?" Harlee asked, her voice cool and her demeanor slightly stern as she dismissed his earlier acts. "I was under the impression that you boasted of those killings as if they were lifelong trophies."