?Chapter 1664:


    “Ah!” De’s eyes zed with fury.


    “How dare you hit me? Who do you think you are, you bitch!”


    However, another p cracked through the air. It seemed Elva had be quite fond of pping them. Her hands flew in rapid session without a pause,nding blow after blow on De and Sinir.


    Leaning against Rhys, Harlee watched the scene unfold with quiet amusement. She casually pulled out her phone, recorded a short clip, and smirked as she sent it to Fleming.


    “Fleming, your future wife is terrifyingly fierce. You might want to think twice before crossing her.”


    After gloating, Harlee parted her lips just slightly, and without missing a beat, Rhys swiftly speared a piece of fruit and ced it delicately in her mouth.


    “Mm, not bad.”


    Harlee nodded in approval, crossed her legs, and continued watching as Elva pped De and Sinir, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.


    “That’s enough.”


    Sinir snapped out of his daze, grabbing Elva’s wrist with a firm grip, his expression darkening.


    “Enough?” Elva let out a sharpugh, her eyes shing with disdain.


    “Sinir, where was your sense of restraint when you used dirty tricks against me? Did you ever think to call it quits then? You better let me vent this fury now, because if you don’t, I swear, the moment I set foot back home, I’ll drag your Happer family through the mud until there’s nothing left to salvage!”


    Sinir’s hand, raised to strike, hung frozen in mid-air. Before today, he wouldn’t have given a second thought to Elva’s revenge. But now, she was dangerously close to Harlee. If she decided to use Rhys as a weapon against the Happer family, the Happer Group might not survive the fallout.


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    Sinir’s eyes turned cold and deste. The strength in his hand slowly drained away as he merely stared at Elva in silence.


    De’s eyes shot wide open. She had endured so many ps just to get Sinir to stand up for her. Yet here he stood, silent, unwilling to lift a finger. What a waste! Fuming, she yanked Sinir aside and jabbed a finger at Elva.


    “You’ve gone too far this time! Just because you have powerful friends doesn’t give you the right to trample all over us! I refuse to believe that the ever-so-righteous Mr. and Mrs. Green would stand by and let you run wild like this!”


    Harlee let out a low, mocking chuckle, her voice smooth and unhurried as she spoke.


    “Elva, go ahead and strike them. If they die, I’ll take care of it.”


    Hearing Harlee’s words, Elva turned and gave Harlee a yful salute as Harlee leaned against Rhys.


    “Yes, ma’am!” Elva said with a smile.


    However, as Elva turned around, her expression soured. She red at De, who looked shockingly pale, and scoffed scornfully.


    “What are you going to do about it? I love using Harlee’s influence to push you around. I’m great at cozying up to the powerful, right? Oh, De, you must be green with envy. You’ve been scheming to take my belongings since we were kids, even a fiancé as worthless as Sinir. Does it thrill you that much?”


    De’s expression darkened. Noticing the stares of those around them, she clenched her fists, her anxiety mounting.


    Though the onlookers were strangers, De feared rumors might reach Sacia. She had worked hard to build her status there and prate the upper echelons of society. She would not let her reputation be tarnished.


    De weakly protested, “Elva, I get that you’re upset I’m more likable than you, but spreading lies crosses a line! Remember, I am your cousin!”


    Elva snorted as if she’d heard a bad joke.


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