Chapter 1489:

The lively discussions in the chat continued, and alongside their enthusiasm, the praise for Harlee never ceased.

Tiffany sauntered over to Harlee in the dressing room, her phone in hand and a sly smile tugging at her lips.

“Harlee, today’s incident has really stirred the pot with the crew. The group chat’s buzzing with messages. Even Yvonne’s old manipulative tricks are being dragged into the spotlight.”

“Moreover…”

Tiffany paused, her grin widening as if savoring the moment.

“Well, it seems you’ve gained quite a fan club again.”

Harlee’s gaze shifted to the phone as she skimmed through the latest messages in the chat. Her lips couldn’t help but twitch. Without dwelling on the drama, she stood up, glanced at Rhys, Brenton, and Clint, and asked, “I’m starving. What do you want to eat? Barbecue or something else?”

Nothing took precedence over eating. While Harlee longed to return home and wrap Felix in a comforting embrace, the allure of food came first, its temptation impossible to resist.

head back home and have a barbecue. It

eyes sparkled with anticipation. He was eager for Tiffany to join them at the Sanderson family estate, hoping her presence would bridge their gap, proving that their different backgrounds could unite them rather than stand as

could nod, Tiffany cut in, her voice soft

Lㆀ$† ¢♄∆þŧëяş ¡η Ġ@lnøνêlş.¢ø₥

you. The director probably has some things to discuss with me. I should stay behind

“Yeah, me too.”

her words. If Tiffany didn’t feel like going, he wouldn’t force her. He would stick by her

but purse his lips, his eyes gleaming

right? Lee, how about we head

suspected Rhys of trying to take Harlee away from him, but Brenton wouldn’t allow

She had no desire to argue with these immature men, so she grabbed her

be coming over too. We’ll be there in about an hour, give or take. Alright,

Harlee gave the phone a playful shake, a smile

home for

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255