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    Harlee observed N silently, a casual smile ying on her lips. She hadn’t anticipated their paths would cross again under such circumstances. Indeed, life was full of unexpected turns.


    After exiting the car, N stood enveloped in an air that seemed to ward off others. Suddenly, feeling a distinct gaze, she quickly removed her sunsses, and her eyes locked with Harlee’s from afar.


    With a slight lift of her eyebrows, N slipped her sunsses back on and walked determinedly toward Harlee.


    N, too, hadn’t foreseen this encounter, but now that they had met, it was only fitting to greet her old acquaintance.


    “It’s been a while.”


    Standing before Harlee, N removed her sunsses again, her expression one ofplete disinterest, as if she were looking at someone long gone, not a friend from years past.


    The next moment, N’s stern demeanor melted away, and her look softened, mirroring that of close friends reconnecting after years apart.


    Harlee picked up her coffee and took a sip before ncing at N, who was sitting down. The coldness in Harlee’s gaze was unmistakable, her raised eyebrows adding to the chill. Her face was devoid of any expression, treating N as a stranger and not acknowledging N’s cordial approach.


    This stark indifference deeply wounded N. She clenched her fists, the resentment within her intensifying. Her eyes darkened, exuding a fierce coldness, and she scoffed.


    “You haven’t changed at all. You still show no regard for others!”


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    Though they were only separated by a table’s length, the space felt vast.


    After N spoke, she fixed her gaze on Harlee, searching for any flicker of emotion on her stoic face. N’s expression, once cold, now showed signs of unease.


    Harlee set down her coffee cup slowly, her eyelids half-closed, a chilling presence radiating from her.


    “N.”


    N’s posture tensed momentarily. A deep emotion filled her eyes, and turmoil surged within her. But she quickly regained herposure. It was the same familiar voice, yet the tone was no longer the one she had once known.


    N’s voice, though calm, carried a hint of aggression as she spoke.


    “Harlee, you’re quite cunning, using Davenport against me. Don’t get too cocky. Just you watch, I will be the head of the Happer family.”


    Harlee’s eyes narrowed slightly, like sparks flying from a frosty, empty field. Her wless face remained unreadable.


    “Oh,” she responded, her tone detached.


    At this moment, N’s demeanor was unexpectedlyposed, seemingly unruffled by Harlee’s response. She chose not to add anything further. Harlee gazed up at N, her eyes probing. Abruptly, a subtle smile graced her face, transforming into a bright grin.


    N’s expression brightened in response, a smile ying on her lips. She recognized that smile on Harlee’s face. It was the same one Harlee wore whenever she was infuriated.


    It amused N to provoke such a reaction from Harlee. She was curious to see how Harlee would act in her anger.


    Harlee narrowed her eyes and stood, her expression serene.


    In the next instant, Harlee grabbed her coffee and threw it in N’s face, following up with a sharp p that echoed through the cafe, leaving N stunned and bleeding from the corner of her mouth.


    The cafe plunged into a tense silence. The multitude of men in ck suits drew their weapons, loaded them, and aimed at Harlee’s head.


    The other patrons of the cafe, shocked by the violence, screamed and scrambled to escape.


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