NovelFinishChapter 1645: Elva, dismissing Harlee's words as bluffing yet not wanting Harlee to appear weak in front of Celine, pretended to be convinced and nodded.
"I know, but I still want to look out for you. Besides, didn't she mention that the Moonlit Bar is so exclusive that only nobles can reserve booths? I want to see it for myself and expand my horizons." Celine, standing by and listening, twisted her wrist dismissively and pulled two tickets from her bag, tossing them at Elva as if they were worthless.
Annoyance flickered across Celine's face. She glanced at Harlee and scoffed.
"Take these tickets. Without them, you wouldn't even be able to get in!" With that, Celine turned and walked away, not bothering to look back, confident that the allure of the Moonlit Bar would be too tempting for Harlee to resist.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHarlee watched Celine strut away arrogantly. Raising an eyebrow, she turned to Elva and smiled.
"Let's go." With that, Harlee hailed a taxi, and the two of them set off to the Moonlit Bar.
While Harlee preferred not to confront Celine, she wouldn't mind teaching her a lesson, especially since Celine was dead set on opposing her.
As the taxi carrying Harlee and Elva pulled up to the Moonlit Bar, it immediately drew the stares of many, as no one had ever arrived by taxi before. Yet, neither Harlee nor Elva cared about the curious glances.
Elva hopped out first. Throughout the drive, she had detailed the Cavendish family and Celine's outrageous actions in Uwhor over the years, only stopping when her throat grew dry. Therefore, the Moonlit Bar didn't hold much appeal for her now.
Harlee exited the taxi gracefully, her expression serene and inscrutable. She requested a bottle of water from the doorman, opened it, and handed it to Elva before they proceeded into the bar.
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Celine sat proudly alone on the long sofa, commanding the bodyguards to form a line, shielding her from the distasteful presence of the commoners.
Just then, Harlee pushed open the door and walked in with Elva.
Upon seeing her target, Celine's stern expression lightened. She waved her hand dismissively, signaling the bodyguards to leave.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHarlee casually found a seat, her expression cooling into a distant, sarcastic smile, clearly unimpressed by Celine.
Elva quickly followed suit. Tonight, she was determined to stick close to Harlee, ensuring Celine had no opportunity to cause any harm.
As Elva was about to sit down, she realized they were in booth number one. Her expression froze, and she swallowed hard. Wait a minute. Were they really going to take a booth all to themselves? Panic set in as Elva wondered about the minimum spend required for a booth at the Moonlit Bar. Could her savings even cover it?
Noticing Elva's alarm, Harlee gently took her hand and guided her to sit. Sitting was much more comfortable than Elva's current position. Celine burst into laughter after realizing Harlee intended to claim a booth for themselves.
Others nearby snorted and chuckled, mocking Harlee's audacity. She m might be attractive, but she clearly NO wasn't smart. Securing a booth at Moonlit Bar wasn't just a matter of affording it; it was about eligibility.
Celine looked down at Harlee and sneered, "Didn't I tell you that not just lly anyone is qualified to take a booth here? Kneel and beg, and maybe I'll help you out." Harlee crossed her legs, her eyes half-closed but as icy as ever.
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