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

Chapter 1147:

Later, Harlee emerged from the bathroom, her damp hair loosely dried. She swapped her bathrobe for simple, comfortable loungewear.

After checking updates on the assassin leaderboard, she grabbed her modified laptop and walked straight to Rhys’ room.

Inside, Rhys had just gotten out of the shower and was now buried under his blanket.

“Planning to smother yourself in there?” Harlee teased, setting the laptop on the bedside table.

Rhys didn’t respond, his muffled groans barely audible beneath the covers.

Harlee pulled the blanket down from his head, her tone playful.

“I’ll stay with you tonight.”

Rhys gazed at Harlee in disbelief, his wide eyes filled with shock.

bed, her expression warm and tender—a stark contrast to the

widened

emotions, far from analyzing his actions or devising a meaningful plan—so how had Harlee managed to become so upbeat all of a sudden? She had just stepped out of the shower, her skin exuding the clean, crisp aroma

in soft, casual attire, she appeared more serene and

surprise as he sensed his thoughts had

with effortless grace, pulled the blanket up around her, and settled in. She reached for the laptop on the

novels available

Rhys stayed put.

gaze remained fixed on her, sharp and unyielding, as if trying to drive her

Harlee spoke without looking

I’ll be sharing this bed with

assassins had already tracked Christopher to this place, and it was only a matter of time before they came for Rhys. Nightfall always made people more vulnerable because exhaustion could easily lull them into a deep slumber, and assassins thrived in the dark. Only by staying

Rhys’ demeanor shifted instantly.

the screen on Harlee’s phone and knew Waylon had put a

now, he abruptly sat