FakeNovelChapter 1629: Harlee observed Nola silently, a casual smile playing 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, Nola stood enveloped in an air that seemed to ward off others. Suddenly, feeling a distinct gaze, she quickly removed her sunglasses, and her eyes locked with Harlee's from afar.
With a slight lift of her eyebrows, Nola slipped her sunglasses back on and walked determinedly toward Harlee.
Nola, too, hadn't foreseen this encounter, but now that they had met, it was only fitting to greet her old acquaintance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"It's been a while." Standing before Harlee, Nola removed her sunglasses again, her expression one of complete disinterest, as if she were looking at someone long gone, not a friend from years past.
The next moment, Nola'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 glancing at Nola, 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 Nola as a stranger and not acknowledging Nola's cordial approach.
This stark indifference deeply wounded Nola. 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!" Your next story starts here: gvlnovalsThough they were only separated by a table's length, the space felt vast.
After Nola spoke, she fixed her gaze on Harlee, searching for any flicker of emotion on her stoic face. Nola'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.
"Nola." Nola's posture tensed momentarily. A deep emotion filled her eyes, and turmoil surged within her. But she quickly regained her composure. It was the sfamiliar voice, yet the tone was no longer the one she had once known.
Nola'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 flawless face remained unreadable.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Oh," she responded, her tone detached.
At this moment, Nola's demeanor was unexpectedly composed, seemingly unruffled by Harlee's response. She chose not to add anything further. Harlee gazed up at Nola, her eyes probing. Abruptly, a subtle smile graced her face, transforming into a bright grin.
Nola's expression brightened in response, a smile playing on her lips. She recognized that smile on Harlee's face. It was the sone Harlee wore whenever she was infuriated.
It amused Nola to provoke such a reaction from Harlee. She was m 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 Nola's face, Nola's face, following up with a sharp stap that echoed through the cafe, leaving Nola stunned and bleeding from the corner of her mouth.
The cafe plunged into a tense silence. The multitude of menjim black suits drew the weapon Idaded 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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