The Darling of the Paranoid Tycoon

Harriet and Opal were busy in the kitchen.

While Delbert was still slumbered, Colleen had orchestrated a group. of supportive servants to mock and taunt Harriet outside. “Madam, you've done all this cooking yourself. Don’t go complaining to Mr. Delbert later, saying we mistreated you!”

“Yeah, everyone saw it. We didn’t bully Miss Harriet on purpose. She insisted on cooking!” echoed a maid

Colleen deliberately spoke in undertones, avoiding direct malice. She aimed to ensure Delbert couldn’t accuse her of mistreatment, thus preventing her eviction from the villa

She planned to hold out until her daughter arrived on the island. Eventually, she hoped Harriet would be ousted, while she would rise to wealth and power.

Colleen puffed up with pride, pleased with her scheme. Her chattering voices irritated Harriet, disrupting her work. Harriet, assisting Opal in vegetable cutting, intended to make chicken soup to nourish Delbert.

Initially not skilled at cooking, she struggled now due to Colleen’s

harassment.

Outside, the onlookers laughed, disregarding Harriet’s position as the

household’s hostess.

“Madam, wait, I'll help you shut them up!” Opal, unable to bear it any

longer, grabbed a knife, ready to confront them Unable to bear it any

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Harriet shook her head, her eyes filled with determination and

cleverness.

It indicated her anger.

Opal halted her actions, returning to cooking as Harriet continued chopping vegetables, her once gentle eyes now icy and stern. The recent rift with Delbert seemed to have given them the idea that she’d soon be out of favor, hence their audacity. If she didn’t assert her dominance today, she wouldn’t be worthy of

her name.

Twisting her neck, she skillfully twirled the sharp knife in her hand.

The chilling aura around her intensified, and all the resentment and hatred she had accumulated from being bullied by Colleen in her previous life erupted like a flood.

She smirked, darting a look at the kitchen door.

The knife in her hand, gleaming with a cold light, continued t aand dance at her fingertips. At the same time, her other hand into action, swiftly picking up a fruit knife from the shelf and thr init with tightning speed.

Heer seemingly light movements carried an unstoppable force.

Idraan instant, the fruit knife flew straight toward Colleen’s face, ccussing her to scream in fear and retreat repeatedly. Thenisone suddenly felt a lightness in her head. She looked up in hooraponly to find that her ponytail had been neatly cut off by the hovenog fruit knife, which scared her even more.

The hillloof the knife was only an inch away from her eyes.

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And it could drop from her hair at any second.

Colleen collapsed onto the ground and couldn't get up for a while. She could only kneel in front of Harriet in humiliation. She never thought that Harriet, whom she had considered silly, could. be so terrifying.

Not only Colleen, but the other maids were also stunned. They stood still, holding their breaths.

‘Is this really the Harriet they had heard about, rumored to have the IQ of a six-year-old?’ They wondered.

Unfazed, Harriet made a face at Colleen.

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