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.

do you have to bask in Harlee’s love when

to

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

Rhys’ silence, Jonathan turned to leave Remson Manor. There was nothing left to say. This was his way of doing something for

stared blankly at 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 weren’t even family. What kind of

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his head, Rhys tried to force his brain to

came. Nothing except the haunting image of Harlee offering her blood to nourish the mythical golden

was living—was based on the

rejected those memories as

a blur. Rhys could barely breathe, his vision unfocused

without warning, his body

the

reached her ears, yet