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

name was like

drunkenness, compelling her to purge

Harlee’s demeanor, his empathy sparking a passionate determination to bridge the gap between Rhys and

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

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had consistently outshone him, her talents vast and varied. She was truly a marvel in all she

back a sigh, Patrick whispered to himself with a shake of his head, “Rhys,

tears clouding his vision yet

a round

but kept up a composed front. She had driven herself and disliked others

move to offer her a ride

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

offered a slight

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