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

Chapter 1670:

Before he could finish, Harlee interjected, “Absolutely not. If you repeat the mistake of not stopping when I ask, you’ll find yourself sleeping in the study.”

Rhys’ face stiffened, his striking features now looking somewhat pitiful, his voice filled with resignation as he said, “Well, I might manage for a few days.”

In that moment, the usually assertive CEO vanished, replaced by a man resigned to his fate. Rhys, afraid of Harlee, seemed willing to play the role of a hen-pecked husband.

“Now you’re talking,” Harlee remarked casually, holding her tablet. She moved from the sofa to the bed, lying down comfortably to continue watching the variety show.

Rhys pinched the space between his eyebrows, letting out a sigh. It seemed Harlee hadn’t decided when he could stop sleeping on the sofa, and he knew he needed to do something to change her mind. Should he tempt her with food or charm? Hmm… It seemed there was only one choice…

Inside the silent study of the Happer family estate, the chill was palpable. Outside, thunder roared, and lightning flashed.

Errol sat in an antique armchair, watching Nola, who stood opposite him. Her usual confidence was gone, replaced by a grim demeanor and a tense expression. Errol’s wrinkled face showed a hint of displeasure. He planned to keep Nola waiting in the cold for a while longer.

with the family two years ago. She was no longer the likable woman

stood next to Errol, his expression stern, his

the magic

held a position second only to Errol, due to his

grew colder,

head of the Happer family for your sake, yet you still show no respect. Are you trying to dishearten

expression softened slightly at Moshe’s words. He picked up his teacup and took a

with a

announcement period for her sake? That felt hypocritical. Everyone knew Errol favored Davenport to be the acting head, who was currently confined to a hospital bed, and

family, Nola could no longer afford to be defiant. She glanced at Errol’s face and said in a controlled tone, “Grandpa, I apologize.

his hand

future. I won’t hold this against you this

nodding firmly at

won’t happen again. I’ll take my leave to handle my responsibilities

left the study, not allowing Errol another chance to scold her. This was as far as she was willing to compromise. Anything more, and she would not hesitate