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

Chapter 1622:

As they drove along the broad road, Serena maintained a steady pace and revisited their earlier discussion.

“So, is Stefan your undercover agent in the Happer family? His recent insights suggest he’s more than just a bodyguard, doesn’t he?”

“Stefan comes from royal lineage. He begged to join my service a few years back after a defeat at my hands, so I placed him in the Happer family without much thought. It turned out to be quite beneficial.”

Harlee’s memory of Stefan was vague. Without Davenport’s mishap, Stefan might have remained forgotten. She now realized she might have underestimated Stefan. Anyone who navigated a complex royal environment so adeptly surely had his ways.

“That’s not his real look.”

Noticing Serena’s curiosity about Stefan, Harlee added before she closed her eyes to rest, “He’s a master of disguise. What you just saw was his disguised self. In reality, his true features are rather dashing.”

With that, Harlee dismissed further inquiries, shut her eyes, and mulled over the dynamics within the Happer family and Nola’s role in it. She speculated whether Nola had pilfered Serena’s luck or shielded Serena from misfortune upon returning to the Happer household.

eager for a formal encounter with

a seaside villa, Rhys lounged on the sofa, radiating hostility and a clear message to maintain distance. He gripped a mug, sipped lightly from it, and remained silent, though the chill in his demeanor intensified. Standing nearby, Cillian wore a grave expression, careful even with

through Rhys’ mind were a

chapters now

bar, Robbie and

them, anxiety crept up on the duo. Robbie hastened over with

your coffee cold? Let me top it up for

eyelids slightly, offering a disinterested glance but remained motionless, still clutching his

set it down, his smile forced. He covertly signaled

two friends strategically

swearing inwardly. Had he anticipated this, he would have opted not to be so

mirrored each other’s reactions, giving a shrug to indicate their inability to intervene. Sometimes, they had to overlook

silently set his mug down and headed toward the entrance. The three exchanged puzzled looks,

the door swung open from the outside. Harlee and Serena stood there, backlit by the setting sun, casting an almost mystical aura.

“How did you know