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

Chapter 1742:

Rhys’s expression grew tender, mixed with a touch of resignation. Harlee had lately become hooked on this racing variety show, watching it eagerly each time and occasionally forgetting about his presence.

Recalling Harlee’s fervor from the night before, a lump formed in Rhys’s throat. He approached the sofa.

Harlee half-closed her eyes as she watched Rhys slowly approach her. Her hand instinctively rested on her lower back, and a dangerous smile curved on her lips.

That look stopped Rhys in his tracks for a moment. He then approached, bent down, and gently removed the towel from her head. His voice was low and enticing as he said, “Let me dry your hair for you, dear.”

Harlee’s playful grin faded into a softer expression as she nodded, her attention fixed on the TV.

“Make sure it’s completely dry,” she said casually, still not looking away from the screen.

“Okay,” Rhys replied, offering a smile before getting up and moving behind her. He picked up the discarded hair dryer, adjusting the heat setting to a moderate level. Gently, he began lifting Harlee’s hair, drying each strand as if it were a precious object.

on her hand. With

noticing her back-rubbing gesture. He sat down beside her, giving her a playful yet

he said, his eyes locking

into a new world

were a bit tipsy, and even though you were clumsy, you insisted on leading

paused, her drink held mid-air. Flashbacks of the previous night flooded her

her, a mixture

memories of last night’s vigorous activities making her cheeks redden. It wasn’t just her shyness, but the intensity of the

What was going on? Robbie, ever curious, couldn’t hold back and asked, “Harlee, you’re not planning to have us start farming in the countryside, are you?” Recently, Harlee had mentioned opening a farmhouse

gently, a

Nyomi’s grave.

faces were unreadable, but the surprise in

Nyomi’s death broke, T&H Island’s information

everyone deeply, as memories of the meals Nyomi used to cook

sharpening. Robbie and the others hadn’t said