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

Chapter 1190:

He pulled out his phone and brought up his chat history with Tonya.

“The fifth, tenth, fifteenth, twentieth, twenty-fifth, and thirtieth of every month.

Check for yourself—Harlee has been feeding the mythical golden insects inside you with her blood.”

Rhys froze in place, the color draining from his face as tension gripped his frame.

For the first time, he felt his legs give out, and a few steps backward almost caused him to collapse to the floor. Questions swirled in his mind.

How could he not have known? Why did Harlee always seem so composed and unbothered? How had Harlee managed to make such a sacrifice without him realizing it?

Jonathan, unwavering, delivered the final blow.

right do you have to bask in Harlee’s love

to confront

fragile dream. Now, it

left to say. This was his way of doing something for

the floor, trembling as the earlier exchange played on a loop in his mind. Why would Harlee endure so much for him? Why would she willingly offer her blood to sustain the mythical golden insects? They

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head, Rhys tried to force his brain to cooperate,

the mythical golden insects, a scene he had conjured

he had now—the life he was living—was based on the merits of the thirty-three-year-old Rhys, a much

those memories as if they were

blur. Rhys could barely breathe, his vision unfocused as

warning, his body gave

unconscious, the weight of the truth finally too much

still seated, somewhat dazed. Jonathan’s words had reached her ears, yet her mind remained