?Chapter 491: While Harlee remained silent, Etta continued her charade, portraying herself as someone who had merely sought a harmless favor from Harlee, only to be met with cold hostility.


    Her performance began to sway the onlookers, who started jeering and throwing scornful remarks in Harlees direction.


    How arrogant of Miss Sanderson! one spectator sneered sarcastically.


    No wonder shes the Sanderson familys daughter.


    Etta is practically begging on her knees, and Harlee wont even bat an eyelid, another added disdainfully.


    Its as if Ettas asking for a million-dor loan, not just a ride! one spectator sneered.


    Amid the mockery and contemptuous stares, Harlees expression remained unreadable.


    She even shed Lindsay a pointed smile, her calm demeanorced with quiet confidence.


    You still nning to keep up this act? Harlee asked, her tone icy as she casually toyed with her phone.


    With a deliberate flick, she turned up the volume and yed a video.


    As the damning footage of Etta began to y on the screen, panic shed across Ettas face.


    Desperate, she lunged for Harlees phone, but Harlee sidestepped gracefully, causing Etta to stumble and nearly fall t on her face.


    Themotion abruptly ceased, and the air filled with the unmistakable audio from the video.


    Within moments, the crowd scattered, leaving an eerie silence in their wake.


    Harlee stood unbothered, a cold yet amused smirk curling her lips.


    Find what you love at g?lnσν????????s????????????? Next time, try keeping your true self under wraps, she said coolly.


    And ditch those tired games.


    They dont work on me.


    Soon enough, others might start seeing through them too.


    Etta, caught entirely off guard, flushed crimson with humiliation.


    Her indignation red as she stared at Harlee in disbelief.


    What kind of monster are you? she demanded, her voice trembling with frustration and despair.


    No matter what she did, Harlee always seemed one step ahead.


    Harlees gaze was openly disdainful.


    Beg me, and perhaps Ill entertain the idea of enlightening you, she replied, her voice dripping with mockery.


    Ettas expression darkened, and an impulsive retort bubbled to her lips.


    But the weight of their public setting, coupled with the looming threat of an unttering photo surfacing online, forced her to swallow her anger.


    The thought of destroying her carefully crafted reputation checked her response.


    Instead, she seethed quietly, her voice low but bitter.


    Dont get too cocky, Harlee.


    Your lucks gonna run out one of these days! Oh, is that so? Harlee retorted, her tone oozing confidence, as though she heldplete control over the situation.


    This time, out of respect for Callie, Im letting this go.


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