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.

reflexively drowning out the echo of those letters, as

like a jab

head pounded with relentless drunkenness, compelling

caught the subtle shift in Harlee’s demeanor, his empathy sparking a passionate determination to bridge the gap between

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

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rendering him momentarily mute. Throughout all the years he’d spent with Harlee, she had consistently outshone him, her talents vast and varied. She

shake of his head,

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

later, after enjoying a round of

up a composed front. She had driven

to

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

offered a slight