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

Chapter 1605

Chapter 1605:

“Do you know why I chose those female soldiers?”

Rhys slowly set the plate of grapes aside, his gaze turning to her.

“Because you wanted to show the world that Mogluylia’s male soldiers aren’t the only strong ones. Our female soldiers can easily hold their own against male soldiers from other nations.”

Harlee didn’t get a chance to respond because her phone buzzed at that exact, untimely moment.

Harlee quickly pressed the speaker button. Before she could say anything, a faint, shaky voice came through the speaker.

“Harlee, can you come with me to Star Entertainment this afternoon? I want to terminate my contract early, but I’m afraid Devonte will pull something shady. He has a lot of dirty secrets, and I’m worried he might retaliate.”

Tiffany had spent the last three days agonizing over whether to make this call. She didn’t want Harlee to think she had befriended her for personal gain, but… Perhaps Clint had taken pity on Tiffany, so he had secretly pressured Devonte, but threats alone wouldn’t be enough to make Devonte back down.

This action pushed Devonte over the edge. He not only sent Tiffany a bloody knife but also threatened to kill her if she dared terminate the contract, even if it meant his own destruction.

she couldn’t bear to stay at Star Entertainment any longer. After days of careful deliberation, she finally came up with the best solution. However, uncertainty held her back from bringing the request to Harlee, causing her to delay

when Harlee agreed without

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She knew Harlee wouldn’t refuse, but she hadn’t expected Harlee to agree so quickly, as if it were completely natural for

Rhys’ lips as she said, “No problem. I’ll pick you up

I’ll be waiting at

her

brow, lips

to stay with me for three

covered his eyes and pressed a deep kiss to his lips, her voice

you with my body.

gaze. Without hesitation, he scooped her into his arms and

was finally allowed out of bed—at two-thirty in

a withering glare. While he was still basking in the aftermath of their passion,

wants to get out, he can

coffee downstairs, Harlee drove to Tiffany’s