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.

have to bask in Harlee’s love when you repay her with

urge to confront

to a fragile dream. Now, it shattered around him. The thirty-three-year-old Rhys—the whole, capable man—was infinitely better than the shadow he

leave Remson Manor. There was nothing left to say. This was his way

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

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to force his brain to cooperate, to conjure

offering her blood to nourish the mythical golden

based on the merits of

had rejected those

could barely breathe,

then, without warning, his

weight of the truth finally too

somewhat dazed. Jonathan’s words had reached her ears, yet her mind remained empty. She found