Chapter 1165: Chapter 1165

Chapter 1165:

Rhys’ response read, “I’ve watched each one at least three times. Is it okay to start the next batch now?”

Goodwin’s reply came through.

“Are you certain you’re prepared for those?”

Rhys’ response was straightforward.

“If you delay further, I’ll have Hamilton fetch you back here.”

Shortly after, several video files appeared on Rhys’ screen, along with another message from Goodwin, saying, “These are strictly for your viewing. Miss Sanderson must not find out about these!” Rhys was about to type a reply but paused when he saw the “typing…” indicator from Goodwin.

Suddenly, a new message popped up from Hamilton.

“Harlee is on her way to find you. Make sure she doesn’t catch you with those soap operas!”

Rhys tensed up, quickly locking his phone and stuffing it into his pocket.

He also swiftly closed the video on his tablet.

Harlee arrived just in time to see Rhys clearing his viewing history. With a smile, she said, “Worried I’ll catch you watching soap operas? I’m not stopping you. No need to erase your tracks.” She crouched down in front of him and teased, “I can watch them with you, you know.”

Relieved to see she wasn’t upset, Rhys eased a bit.

Clearing his throat, he explained, “There was nothing interesting left, so I deleted it.”

“Really?” Harlee felt that familiar, unsettling sensation again. She couldn’t dismiss the feeling that Rhys was concealing something significant.

“Why are you here, anyway?” Rhys asked, attempting to divert the conversation as he clutched the tablet tightly.

That gesture… It was as if a child were protecting their favorite toy. Seeing his guarded demeanor, Harlee experienced a twinge of irritation.

“Would you prefer it if I were too occupied to visit you?”

“Waylon didn’t ascend to his position by his family name alone.

Even if he isn’t suspicious now, once you start moving against Liliana, it’s only a matter of time before he becomes wary. Shouldn’t you preemptively neutralize this looming threat?” Rhys looked somber, his voice tinged with seriousness.

Harlee’s expression softened into a charming smile as she said, “I thought you were too engrossed in your dramas to notice much. It seems you’ve been quite observant all along!”

“Oh, I just overheard a little,” Rhys replied with a touch of arrogance.

“You’ve only lost a fragment of your memory, yet you’re still able to analyze so much? It seems your skills are as sharp as ever,” Harlee said, clearly impressed.

Considering his progress, he should be able to fend for himself soon. Though his feelings for her had cooled compared to three years ago, he was now capable of self-protection, easing her worries about his safety.

Rhys’ face lit up with even more pride upon hearing her words. Seated on the floor, he gazed up at her with shining eyes.

“I want to go back to the Green Group.”

“Why?” Harlee raised an eyebrow.

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