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.

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

strawberries? They were

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chuckled as he carefully placed the peeled grapes into

down at him. She wasn’t particularly fond

hands, smoothed her hair, and then leaned down

walked toward the sink, Harlee reclined, watching him leave. A smile graced her lips. She felt

turned to pick up Felix from his crib, took the milk bottle from the maid, and

feeding him, eating vigorously and looking utterly

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

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

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

Skyla’s idea