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

Chapter 1279:

Dario ensured his voice was gentle yet audible to all.

As those who resided in the cave looked where Dario was pointing, they noticed a young couple standing nearby, the man tenderly embracing the woman. Their assertive demeanor was striking, compelling respect with just one look.noveldrama

Quietly, someone murmured, “I recognize her from Miss Santos’ pictures.”

This whisper rippled through the group, prompting them to kneel and beg, “Miss, please help us…”

Harlee moved closer, her face serene and devoid of emotion, and calmly said, “There is no need for kneeling. I will help you recover whatever Tonya owed you.”

Harlee briefly surveyed the crowd, adding, “And for those who wish to seek revenge themselves, I’m here to assist. But let me be clear!” Her voice intensified. “Tonya did not abandon you deliberately, nor did she leave you to fend for yourselves. She never anticipated dying in that war. I will apologize on her behalf, but please remember, Tonya was virtuous till the end.”

As the crowd absorbed her words, Lettie Fowler said, “Indeed, Miss Santos was a good person. She’s the reason we even had jobs. If anyone’s to blame, it’s that family. They’re the ones who ruined the island!”

Harlee, feeling a sense of relief, said, “I’ve brought along a complete medical team, but they can’t easily get up here, so if you can descend, please do so.”

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“Sure!”

“This place is familiar to us. Getting down the mountain won’t be difficult…” They formed a line and began their descent one by one. Harlee watched them go, a warm smile spreading across her face. These were wonderful people. Without much persuasion, they had trusted her completely. This moved her deeply, but it also brought a sense of unease. Had she known about their plight earlier, could their suffering have been minimized?

Rhys, picking up on her mood, leaned closer and murmured, “You’re not to blame. You couldn’t have known Tonya had a surprise in store for you.” Surprised, Harlee glanced up. She was taken aback that Rhys had noticed her subtle shift in mood. She tightened her grip on his hand that was wrapped around hers, and they shared a moment of quiet understanding.

At that moment, a woman, covered in dirt yet with a face that was strikingly clean, approached them cautiously. “Miss Sanderson, may I have a word with you in private?”

Harlee looked at the woman. Miss Sanderson? She had never revealed her surname, and this woman’s voice sounded like the one who had confirmed her identity earlier…

Despite her reservation, Harlee didn’t let it show. She slowly pulled her hand away from Rhys’ and smiled. “I’ll have a word with her,” she said to Rhys.

Rhys seemed slightly anxious.

Harlee offered him a comforting smile before turning to the woman. “Let’s go. We’ll talk over there.”

The woman walked nervously ahead, stopping in a more secluded spot. As they stopped, Harlee’s anxiety returned. She was unsure of the woman’s intentions and braced herself for any possibility.

The woman paused, her gaze slowly meeting Harlee’s, her voice barely above a whisper. “Do you believe in the supernatural?”

Harlee’s posture tensed, her expression becoming thoughtful. Who was this woman? And why such an unusual question?

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