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

Chapter 1592:

Harlee’s brows arched ever so slightly. Her expression remained distant, her gaze unfathomable, yet the corners of her lips curled into a slow, mischievous smirk—half amusement, half provocation.

“A shame. You deserve a better employer.”

With that parting shot, Harlee turned on her heel and sauntered out the door, leaving Barry fuming and his secretary wishing she could melt into the floorboards and pretend she had never been there.

Barry’s eyes followed Harlee’s retreating figure with a singular thought churning in his mind—he never wanted to cross paths with this woman again.

His secretary, however, was still basking in the afterglow of being appreciated by a strikingly beautiful woman. Barry’s anger had merely compelled her to restrain her giddy delight.

Back in her hotel suite, Harlee shrugged off her coat and sank into the plush embrace of the sofa, stretching out with the ease of a panther at rest, her long legs draping over the edge. Every muscle in her body sighed with relief.

Right on cue, her phone vibrated. She didn’t need to check the screen. She already knew who it was.

Lazily propping herself up just enough to retrieve the device, she placed it on the sofa’s armrest without bothering to sit up.

expected, the moment the call connected, Rhys’ deep, velvety voice seeped through the

on coming back tonight? Lee, you’ve been neglecting me for

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was a hint of grievance in his

handle,” Harlee replied, a trace of laughter threading through her words. Her voice,

other end, Rhys’ voice dropped even

must be missing me by now. How

of the Green Group, a man who struck fear into the underworld with

smile languid and

“No.”

the encrypted messages flashing across his computer screen. The

unfurled on Rhys’ lips, his expression carrying a trace of indulgence. With a

Harlee’s on the other end of the call. Both were at ease, as if time had

of concern passed through her eyes. Her voice,