Chapter 111: Chapter 111

Chapter 111:

She needed to save time to focus on earning money. One billion… If collaborating with Matteo turned out to be too risky, she would have to explore other options.

For the first time, she truly grasped how challenging it was to earn money.

Rhys kept the conversation centered on car modifications. Their dialogue became animated, and Harlee’s admiration for him grew with each exchange.

It was unfortunate that Rhys was engaged. Otherwise, he would have made an excellent boyfriend.

After dinner, they strolled together toward the elevator.

Rhys turned to Harlee.

“Shall I take you home?”

Harlee glanced up and shook her head.

“There’s no need for that. I drove here myself today.”

Without hesitation, Rhys pulled out his phone.

“In that case, Miss Sanderson, would you mind giving me a ride home? Hamilton just messaged me saying my car got scratched, and he’s handling it.”

A trace of doubt flickered in Harlee’s eyes, but she nodded in agreement.

In the lobby, the valet had already placed Harlee’s Bugatti Veyron right at the entrance. Rhys glanced at Harlee’s car. It was custom-made, resembling a couple’s version of the Bugatti Veyron in his garage.

He decided to drive his Bugatti Veyron from then on.

Harlee walked directly to the driver’s seat, started the car, shifted gears, and accelerated.

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Her movements were smooth, and the car quickly picked up speed.

Lindsay had just exited the lobby and watched as the Bugatti Veyron vanished into the horizon.

Did she just see Rhys and Harlee?

Lindsay lingered for a moment, then shook off the thought.

Harlee couldn’t possibly own a Bugatti Veyron, nor could the car belong to Rhys, since Lindsay knew Rhys preferred Pagani cars.

Lindsay realized she had to intensify her efforts to uncover Harlee’s true identity. She couldn’t allow Harlee any advantages!

Inside the car, Rhys observed Harlee’s skillful and quick driving, a smile naturally appearing on his face. This was the first time he had been a passenger in a woman’s car, an experience he had eagerly awaited.

Ever since he had seen Harlee race, he had yearned to sit beside her and feel the thrill firsthand.

It was truly impressive. Yet, her speed was excessive, and soon, they were at his villa.

Harlee switched off the engine, shifted the gears, and parked the car before turning to Rhys.

“I’m still working on the billion. It might take a little longer to repay you.”

Rhys nodded in response.

“Alright, no rush. Repay me when you’re able.”

After wishing him goodnight, Harlee pressed the gas pedal and drove off, not looking back. Rhys laughed quietly to himself.

“Not even a moment’s hesitation…” It didn’t matter.

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