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

Chapter 1513:

She appreciated the positive environment and the dedication of the crew.

With those final words, Harlee exited, leaving behind a motivated director.

The director stood energized, resolved to execute her script flawlessly and fulfill her expectations.

Outside the film set, fans usually crowded the area, eager to catch a glimpse of the production in progress. However, Harlee, determined to keep her role as the screenwriter secret and avoid early leaks of the show, had stationed personnel to secure the perimeter, creating an unusually calm atmosphere.

Emerging from the set, Harlee’s gaze immediately fell upon a sleek black Bentley at the roadside. A smile formed as she quickened her pace toward it. Inside the Bentley, Rhys was wrapping up a call with Brixton regarding overseas business. Catching sight of Harlee, he swiftly said, “That’s enough for today. Proceed as planned, and I’ll join you soon to address any complications.”

With that, Rhys ended the call, exited the vehicle, and approached Harlee. He courteously opened her door and then clasped her chilled hands in his, warming them gently. With a tone filled with concern, he asked, “What’s made your hands so cold?”

Standing in the open space, Harlee looked up slowly, her smile tender, and her eyes sparkling softly under the streetlights, focused entirely on Rhys.

Such moments of vulnerability from Harlee were rare treasures for Rhys. Caught off guard by her expression, he looked down, his smile shining brightly, his eyes soft and full of love.

you more,” he said softly, his

your next adventure

teased,

atmosphere was abruptly

of affection and

know how to spoil

Harlee’s smirk was mischievous.

words, the distinct click

their attention to a figure concealed behind a large

to

familiar with the industry, immediately recognized Rhys and Harlee. As she reviewed her shots, content with the capture, the realization dawned that she had photographed Harlee and Rhys, known for their privacy. Panic struck her, eyes wide, hands clenched,

their permission. What she had just done… Summoning

as he glanced at the paparazzi.

the car. I’ll