Chapter 750:

Harlee returned to the grandeur of Remson Manor, where she collapsed into the soft embrace of her bed and drifted off into a deep, immediate sleep. Upon waking in the stark loneliness of the next morning, she lay back, eyes tracing the patterns on the ceiling, her mind swirling with strategic possibilities.

After a contemplative silence, her features hardened, and her lips quivered slightly.

“It’s not just my own family standing in the way of Rhys and me. The Green family is also on the front lines of opposition, especially Belinda, whose quarrel with my mother has only fanned the flames…”

This brooding thought cast a shadow over Harlee’s already somber demeanor. She had initially planned to visit the Green family once her studio was well-established in Baythorn, but the swift approval Rhys received from the Sanderson family had caught her off guard.

Just then, a soft tapping resonated at the door.

Harlee’s eyelashes quivered subtly as she whispered, “Ree, please come in.” Her voice, though slightly raspy from just waking, carried a gentle, soothing quality that enveloped the room in its sweetness.

Rhys eased the door open, his lips curved in a mischievous grin.

favorite breakfast is waiting

on. It’s time to get up!” he said with

and she eagerly cast aside her bedcovers, hopping out of bed to slip into her

need a moment to

miss fresh updates

moved toward the bathroom, Rhys encircled her waist from behind, resting his cheek

he whispered, his voice soft and soothing, carrying a

impulsively, she beamed and replied, “Take me to your parents’

froze, taken aback for a

“What?”

looped her arms around his

you wanted

dreams,” Rhys confessed, his tone gentle and filled with

on her toes, her smile turning into a mischievous smirk. She then drew closer, murmuring into his ear with a coy yet playful tone, “It’s not just my

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