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

Chapter 929:

Rumors circulated that Rhys had tried to reintegrate Anika into the Green family, only to be turned away by the family butler before they could even cross the threshold. There was also talk of his failed attempt to introduce Anika into the corporate environment of the Green Group, their entry blocked by Brixton. Patrick and Hamilton, for their part, conveniently ignored Rhys’s efforts to reach them by phone.

The tales that reached Harlee were colored by a clear sentiment: Anika was not welcome, and very few details about Rhys himself emerged.

Just as Harlee found herself reflecting on Rhys for the third time that day, he suddenly appeared at the very center of her confrontation with a gang of criminals from Gruinia.

“Why are you here?” Harlee demanded, her voice filled with astonishment. This mission, assigned by Baldrick, was meant to be a covert operation, known only to Tonya.

Rhys didn’t offer a direct response. Instead, he warned her with urgent sincerity, “If you keep losing focus, those criminals will slip away.”

“Huh?” Harlee’s attention snapped back to the present, though confusion still clouded her face. The involvement of the Gruinia criminals had been a secret shared only with Tonya and Baldrick.

Despite her initial shock, the gravity of the situation quickly pulled her focus back to the immediate threat. She took a deep breath, ready to face the challenge head-on.

order, “I’ll take the right, you cover the left. Together, we’ll pin them down from both sides.” She had set out on this mission alone,

the sudden arrival of

Rhys teased, “Let’s see who can

moved with agility, but the overwhelming number of adversaries meant

all updates

Harlee dashed forward, the roar of an engine

entrance on, though he hadn’t been able

the back of the motorcycle was a new experience for her. She

their shared past wasn’t as extensive as she had thought, with her feelings amplified by the three years of his

kept

tight. It’s going to get bumpy,”

briefly, uncertainty flickering in her eyes, but then her fingers tightened resolutely around the motorcycle’s backrest. If it weren’t for