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

Chapter 1122:

Although she had Waylon’s protection, he was far away in Rovania and couldn’t swoop in to save her at a moment’s notice. She knew she had to rely on her own wits to stay out of harm’s way.

The assistant darted off into a corner. Moments later, a group of men in black suits and sunglasses stormed toward Harlee and Tiffany.

Harlee’s eyes turned icy. Without hesitation, she pulled Tiffany behind her and grabbed a fallen knife from the ground.

The goons surged forward.

Standing by the car, Rhys tensed, his eyes narrowing.

He started toward them, only to be halted by Tonya’s hand from the backseat.

“Harlee told you to stay put,” Tonya said, continuing to play her game.

“She is being attacked!” Rhys protested urgently.

“Oh,” Tonya said with a smirk, slipping her phone back into her pocket. Stepping out of the car, she looked thoroughly entertained.noveldrama

“Let’s sit back and enjoy the show.”

Rhys widened his eyes in disbelief. This was unbelievable.

How could Tonya have the audacity to enjoy the show while her best friend was surrounded by so many goons? Rhys announced, “If you are not going to help, don’t get in my way…”

Before he could finish, Harlee had already taken down two of the goons, sending one flying a full meter with a single, forceful strike.

When Rhys saw this, he instantly fell silent and retreated as if nothing had happened.

Tonya grinned wider, clearly entertained as she watched Harlee effortlessly demonstrate her skill.

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Seeing Harlee’s swift moves, the remaining goons exchanged wary glances. In a flash, they closed in on her, attacking from every direction.

Harlee swung the prop knife she had grabbed, slashing through her attackers with deadly precision. The blade, which would normally be harmless in anyone else’s hands, felt lethal in hers. With a single swing, she shattered a man’s bones, the impact making him cry out in agony.

“Ah!” The set erupted in chaos as the goons writhed in pain, clutching broken limbs, each suffering in a different torment.

At that moment, one of the goons, who had been sneaking up behind Harlee, pulled a dagger from his belt and aimed for her waist.

But Harlee wasn’t caught off guard. It was as if she had eyes on the back of her head. Without missing a beat, she spun around, raising her leg high to land a powerful kick square on his shoulder.

He crumpled to the ground with a deafening crash, utterly defeated, too dazed to fight back.

Harlee stood her ground, eyeing the remaining hesitant goons. With a casual flick, she tossed the knife aside and said, “Come at me together.”

None could have predicted the astonishing prowess hidden beneath Harlee’s composed demeanor. Outnumbered by over a dozen opponents, all men, she subdued them with ease and precision. The film crew froze in disbelief, straining to take in the breathtaking moment unfolding before them.

In the midst of the crowd, Liliana’s teeth sank into her lip until it drew blood. Only then did her clenched fists relax.

Damn it! How could these fools lose to Harlee?

Liliana discreetly signaled her assistant, wordlessly directing the latter to bear the brunt of Harlee’s inevitable fury.

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