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

Chapter 1394:

Harlee walked toward the main house, pausing beneath the ginkgo tree. She looked up, captivated by the way the autumn breeze danced through the leaves, scattering them to the ground.

As one leaf fluttered downward, she caught it midair, examining its intricate details. So engrossed was she that she didn’t notice Desmond’s approach until he called out.

“Harlee!” Desmond positioned himself to her left, his face etched with solemnity. Since taking charge of the situation, his demeanor had grown more composed and steady.

Without haste, Harlee shifted her focus from the leaf, letting it drift from her hand. She turned to face Desmond.

“What’s the urgency? Is there an issue?”

“Actually, everything is unfolding as planned,” Desmond reassured her, shaking his head.

Relieved, Harlee nodded for him to proceed.

“I’ve managed most of the tasks you prioritized. What remains will proceed smoothly. I’m ready to join you in addressing the illicit front companies in Baythorn.”

“Very well,” Harlee responded, continuing her walk.

“Meet me in the study. I’ll join you after changing.”noveldrama

The issue of the Baythorn front companies, especially their link to Nola, weighed heavily on her mind. She suspected a direct connection between these companies and Nola. The exposure of their operations, contrasted with Nola’s hidden maneuvers, presented a stark contrast. Given Nola’s devious nature, Harlee knew vigilance was crucial. No detail was too minor to overlook.

After slipping into something more comfortable, Harlee entered the study, where Desmond, Franco, and others from Twilight were waiting.

Harlee placed a pendant on the desk. It bore the design of a flower intertwined with a fish. Her voice was cold as she asked, “This came from a destroyed front company. Does it look familiar?”

Desmond examined the pendant closely, flipping it in his hands, and then shook his head.

“It’s unfamiliar and not in the Shadow Moon Society’s records either.”

“This is the Floral Fish emblem. Remember, the snipers who targeted Coulson during his transfer abroad today wore this same symbol,” Harlee said.

Franco slammed his hand on the table in frustration.

“Those snipers were slick. They fled immediately after shooting, successful or not, leaving no chance to pursue.”

“It’s okay. I’ve got some ideas,” Harlee assured him, settling into a beanbag chair. Rhys had sent the chair, concerned about her comfort during long hours of work.

She gestured for everyone to gather closer.

Turning to Desmond, Harlee asked, “What are your first impressions of this symbol?”

Desmond’s brow furrowed.

“It’s out of place and unsettling.”

The combination of a fish and a flower in a single design struck everyone as mismatched. Its sole color, black, added an unsettling touch.

Harlee responded with a nod.

“My initial reaction to this pendant when I retrieved it from the dismantled companies was similar to yours.”

“Do you have any theories?” Desmond asked.

“I’m starting to think this pendant isn’t representative of any particular group. Perhaps its purpose is to mislead us into believing so,” Harlee said.

“That can’t be right!” Franco protested as he stood.

“We’ve long suspected that others, aside from the Happer family, are helping Nola.”

“Really?” Harlee replied, her demeanor cool and steady.

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