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.

to recognize the name “Rhys,” her mind reflexively drowning out the echo

his name was like a jab to the

relentless drunkenness, compelling her to purge his memory

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

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

losing appealing,

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

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

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

after enjoying a round of drinks, the group prepared to

kept up a composed front. She

no move to

you going to drive Harlee

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