Angela was in a dangerous situation.
She had never dealt with a lunatic like Harley Quinn before.
But she had an idea and thought she might be able to recruit her.
So Angela said, "Don't you want revenge on them? I know how."
"How?"
Harley Quinn asked curiously.
"I'm going to make them wish they were dead!"
She looked furious.
Angela could easily put herself in Harley's shoes. If her man had gotten involved with her best friend, she'd be even angrier than Harley Quinn.
After all, women understood women.
Rather than answer directly, Angela asked, "Do you know why I came looking for Rachel?"
Harley Quinn answered with an almost childlike naivety, "You wanted to see your daughter."
Angela chuckled.
"I didn't even raise her. How could I feel attached to her?"
Harley Quinn looked puzzled. "Then why look for her?"
"Because she's the medium. As His daughter, only Rachel can summon Him to Earth."
Angela stopped there.
Harley Quinn was dying to know more about the secret.
But Angela refused to say another word.
She only said, "If you help me, we can make those two adulterous dogs wish they were dead."
Harley Quinn immediately asked, "How do you summon Him? Do you need some kind of ritual? Like a sacrifice?"
She looked thrilled. Even to Harley Quinn, this was something fascinating.
So that was it. Now she understood.
"Let me see Rachel, and you'll find out."
But Angela was being wicked. She deliberately stoked Harley's curiosity, refusing to reveal the crucial part.
Harley Quinn had no choice but to keep building a rapport with her.
So they started talking about private matters.
The night was long, and neither felt like sleeping.
The next day.
"Harley, you didn't sleep well?"
Li Ang and Poison Ivy looked at Harley