Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You’re A Zillionaire Heiress

Chapter 926:

These past three years had solidified into Hamilton’s and Patrick’s collective belief system.

That evening, the four of them had polished off two cases of beer.

Fueled by the liquid courage, Patrick threw out a suggestion.

“Merely drinking loses its charm after a while.

How about we spice things up with a game? Whoever loses has to call Mr. Green…”

Harlee, not known for her tolerance to alcohol, had once drowned her sorrows in booze when Rhys fell off the cliff.

Even a few shots back then had been enough to get her heavily intoxicated.

By the time Patrick proposed the game, Harlee had already downed four beers and was feeling buzzed. She responded with a relaxed nod.

Sure, why not…” Harlee failed to recognize the name “Rhys,” her mind reflexively drowning out the echo of those letters, as if submerged in her

name was like a jab to

relentless drunkenness, compelling her

caught the subtle shift in Harlee’s demeanor, his empathy sparking a passionate

just as Patrick readied himself to speak, Harlee’s voice, heavy with disinterest and fatigue, quenched

losing appealing, go

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him momentarily mute. Throughout all the years he’d spent with Harlee, she had

sigh, Patrick whispered to himself with a shake of his head, “Rhys, I’m sorry. There’ll be another

returning home, tears clouding his vision yet again, was more than

enjoying a round of drinks,

was nearly drunk but kept up a composed front. She had driven

made no move to

before saying, “Noel, aren’t you going to drive Harlee home?” While they didn’t want Noel replacing Rhys, they

offered a