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

Chapter 1347:

Once Rhys and Harlee secured their position on the escape floor, Rhys, still tense, gently lifted her, being careful around her injuries.

Rhys then positioned himself and kicked forcefully, yelling, “Clear the way!” Rhys fired a shot, widening the opening.

The gunfire caused those inside to reflexively aim their weapons, but they soon recognized the disturbance was caused by Harlee and Rhys.

“Tania…” Robbie glanced at Tania but then addressed Judson, “Keep a hold on Samson. Make sure he doesn’t cause more trouble.”

Judson affirmed with a nod, tightening his grip on Samson’s collar. Robbie swiftly pointed at two others and calmly instructed, “You two, help me widen this opening. Everyone else, step back and cover your heads.”

“Understood!” Everyone moved to the sides in an orderly manner. Robbie moved swiftly, using brute strength to break a small opening in the barrier above, before Rhys could land his second kick.

Worried about further risks, Rhys swiftly descended with Harlee still in his arms.

“Harlee, your hands…” Robbie noticed as he looked at Harlee’s hands. Her sleeves were torn, revealing arms marred by scrapes, and her hands showed cuts and were bleeding, evidently injured by the glass.

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“I’m fine.” Harlee clenched her teeth and instinctively hid her hands behind her back, not wanting Rhys to see the extent of her injuries. Yet, Rhys was already aware of her wounds. He had felt them while supporting her waist during their climb.

Looking up and wanting to lighten the mood with a joke, Harlee caught Rhys’ intense, angry stare. His face was flushed with fury as he glared at her, his voice seething as if to say, “You acted so recklessly! We’ll have a serious talk once we’re back!”

Rhys was pissed off. Did Harlee not remember she was still pregnant? The fear that had gripped him when he first saw her above him was overwhelming. He had even resigned himself to dying alongside her. Any misstep from her could have ended in catastrophe beneath the lethal machinery. She knew he was directly below, in the most dangerous spot, yet she had pressed on, risking everything despite her pregnancy. She was truly fearless.

Even at this point, Harlee still didn’t see her actions as reckless. She smiled as she reassured him, “I promised I’d take you home, and I keep my promises! We’re both fine, aren’t we?” Everyone was safe, and that was what mattered.

“You call this ‘fine’?” Rhys stared at her battered, bloodied hands, his frustration palpable. He regretted agreeing to her plan. They should have just dispatched someone else to handle the Fletcher family’s downfall.

Harlee, fully grasping the gravity of the situation, remained silent, knowing any defense would only be met with his bubbling frustration. She couldn’t help but scan the area. Realizing everyone was unharmed brought her a deep sense of relief.

Harlee then shot a look at Tania with feigned concern. Noticing Tania’s mock anxious face, ready to embrace her, Harlee offered a comforting smile. She had no immediate plans to confront Tania just yet, as Tania was still of use to her.

Turning her gaze to Samson, who was being restrained by Judson, Harlee noted his spiteful look. He was seething with hatred, his face twisted in anger.

“You’ve lost this round.” Harlee’s lips twisted into a hateful smile.

Samson jerked his head, desperately trying to break free, but Judson tightened his grip, cutting off Samson’s breath and causing his face to turn red.

“Let him go. It’s rather entertaining to watch a fool embarrass himself.” Harlee, sitting cross-legged with her hands on Rhys’ knees, watched as he used his T-shirt to bind her wounds. With the underground mechanism still active, they couldn’t simply open the door and exit. Samson had become her sole diversion.

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