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.

her hand. With a slight smile, she teased, “Come clean, and

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

fault,” he said, his eyes locking with

new world at

tipsy, and even though you were clumsy, you

drink held mid-air. Flashbacks of the previous night flooded her mind, and her ears flushed with

spread through her,

of last night’s vigorous activities making her cheeks redden. It

on? Robbie, ever curious, couldn’t hold

her head gently, a small

grave. It’s time we paid our respects

faces were unreadable, but the

when the tragic news of Nyomi’s death broke, T&H Island’s information channels were unaware. As

everyone deeply, as memories of the

gaze sharpening. Robbie and the others hadn’t said a word