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

Chapter 1553:

One hundred meters away from the crumbling courtyard, the moon cast its silver glow over Rhys, his sharp features standing out against the darkness like a masterpiece brought to life. Clad in a black suit, he seemed to melt into the shadows, the faint light giving him an almost ethereal allure.

Patrick stood beside Rhys, equally tall and commanding, though his demeanor shifted as soon as he opened his mouth.

“Mr. Green, Thiago’s already gone to inform Harlee. She’ll be here soon.”

He hesitated before adding with a dry chuckle, “Should I, uh, leave room for you two?” He had no desire to stick around for another dose of their sugar-sweet exchanges.

For the past month, while Harlee had been busy training recruits, Rhys had barely slept five hours a night. Between juggling projects in Jusdence and dealing with the Bryant family’s chaos, he hadn’t even set foot back in the Sanderson estate. His rare moments of downtime? All spent on video calls with Harlee.

Patrick still remembered the day he’d accidentally walked in on one of those calls. The sheer level of sweetness in the room had been suffocating. He’d bolted before he got cavities.

“Okay,” Rhys replied in his deep, resonant voice.

the sound of approaching footsteps. His eyes lit up knowingly. He bolted from the area as though the ground beneath his feet might crumble, murmuring a quick, “Harlee,” as if it were a sacred mantra—half greeting, half plea to avoid stepping on thin ice. He wasn’t just wary of disrespect but also reluctant

Rhys’ ears, pulling him from his thoughts. He turned, and there Harlee was, clad in her camouflage uniform, standing casually a short distance away, her gaze steady on him. A soft smile curved her lips, the kind that

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closeness, a distant commotion broke the spell. They exchanged a knowing look, both

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“Ten minutes, I—”

“Shhh…”