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

Chapter 1491:

With a polite nod, Tiffany took a seat in the corner.

Skyla couldn’t help but notice how reserved Tiffany was. She longed to draw Tiffany in, to make her feel at ease, but hesitated, afraid that her enthusiasm might overwhelm her. In the end, Skyla simply flashed Tiffany a kind smile.

Harlee raised an eyebrow and sat next to Tiffany to help her engage with the others.

On the other hand, the moment Rhys walked through the door, Harlee had already sent him off to take care of Felix. She knew he wouldn’t be much use in a conversation between women.

One after another, the group made their way into the Sanderson family’s backyard garden at around two in the afternoon.

Thanks to cutting-edge technology, the garden maintained a constant temperature throughout the year, allowing Harlee, Rhys, and the others to remain comfortable in light attire even in colder seasons. While Tiffany had felt at ease during their earlier conversation in the living room, she grew self-contemptuous upon learning that it cost hundreds of millions annually just to regulate the garden’s temperature. Feeling a bit anxious, Tiffany stayed close to Harlee, taking pleasure in the balmy atmosphere while quietly sighing in relief.

The Sanderson family’s wealth far surpassed what Tiffany had envisioned, affirming her decision that dating Clint was not a wise choice.

family’s backyard garden, Harlee settled comfortably onto a lavish reclining couch in the pavilion, its design evoking the elegance of ancient royalty. Beside her, Rhys was seated on a modest stool, meticulously peeling grapes that had arrived by air that morning. Rhys knew Harlee preferred her grapes without skins, so he carefully prepared each

“Would you like some strawberries? They were recently airlifted from a farm in

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the peeled grapes into her mouth,

nod, her eyes filled with affection as she gazed down at him. She wasn’t particularly fond of fruit, but she made an exception

smoothed her hair, and then leaned down to

reclined, watching him leave. A smile graced her lips. She felt genuinely content with

from his crib, took the

seemed to know his mother was feeding him, eating

returned with the strawberries, he found himself quickening his pace, drawn by the tender scene

the other side of the garden, Brenton, Clint, and Skyla, who had left her husband to join the younger crowd, were gathered around an unheated grill, all

said, “Mom, are you sure you want to handle this on

idea to “do