Chapter 1132:

“It might be a bit over-the-top, but it works perfectly for me,” Harlee remarked with a mischievous grin. She stepped away from the telescope and wandered over to Rhys, propping her chin on her hand as she observed the unfamiliar game he was engrossed in.

“Did you create this?”

Rhys stiffened, his expression betraying his surprise.

“How could you tell?” He had been quietly developing the game for days, making sure no one else saw it.

How had she figured it out so quickly?

“With visuals this terrible, only you could think they’re charming,” Harlee teased, feigning disdain.

Irritation sparked in Rhys as he set his phone down with calm precision. Rising from his seat, he made a move toward her, his frustration bubbling over.

approach, Harlee swept her hair off her neck in an

guard by her boldness. With no other option, he lightly grasped her neck and shot her a dark look, conveying his annoyance without a

expression making it clear she had

irritation deepened. In one swift motion, he pulled her closer, pinning her

her to stop her antics or

Harlee only

newest

she suddenly looped her arms around

to stop at that

rigid, his

before they could drop and gently positioned them around her waist, her

memory loss was

presence

open, revealing Christopher, clad in black, holding two cups

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