Chapter 1651: Chapter 1651

Chapter 1651:

When approaching the door of the Moonlit Bar, Elva tugged at Harlee’s sleeve, her discomfort palpable as her gaze shifted between Harlee and the floor. Harlee turned to face Elva, offering a reassuring smile.

“If you have something on your mind, just say it.”

Elva hesitated for a moment before expressing her concern.

“When we first met, I had promised I would protect you, but it seems like you’re the one protecting me.”

Harlee hadn’t expected Elva to be troubled by this. Her smile widened.

“It’s okay. There will come a time when you’ll protect me.”

“Huh? Really?” Elva looked at her curiously.

“Will there actually be a time when I protect you?”

Harlee inwardly replied, “Yes, like when I argue with Fleming.”

Judging from Fleming’s words, Harlee guessed that he and Elva hadn’t yet entered a relationship. She mused over the romantic challenges her siblings faced. Both Fleming and Clint seemed to struggle significantly in their pursuits of their future wives.

The moment Harlee and Elva stepped out of the bar, they were greeted by the sight of the black Bentley. Leaning casually against the car, and catching their gaze, was Rhys, his presence effortlessly commanding attention.

Elva’s eyes sparkled as she caught sight of him, squeezing Harlee’s hand excitedly.

“Oh my god, that man is so handsome! Harlee, did you see that? Is he a real catch?”

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Harlee’s gaze lingered on Rhys, who had indeed captured everyone’s attention. She looked back at Elva with a knowing smile, hinting at more than met the eye. The next moment, Rhys walked toward them, his presence commanding immediate attention. Behind Harlee and Elva, Karl surged forward as if propelled by a sudden burst of energy, bowing respectfully.

“Mr. Green.”

Elva, mid-conversation with Harlee, paused as she noticed that Rhys didn’t acknowledge Karl but continued directly toward them, leaving her puzzled. What was going on?

Before Elva could process the situation, Rhys was already beside them. He reached out, his arm encircling Harlee’s slender waist, and spoke in a low, enticing voice.

“I made us a reservation at a nice restaurant.”

Harlee nodded slightly, then turned to Elva, who looked completely bewildered, and asked, “Do you want to eat, or should I take you back to school?” Rhys cast a knowing glance at Elva, recognizing her as the woman Fleming was interested in.

However, it seemed Fleming hadn’t yet revealed Rhys’ identity to Elva. Rhys had no intention of helping Fleming pursue Elva, especially since Elva had recently taken up too much of Harlee’s time.

Elva managed a shaky voice.

“Are you, are you two a couple?” As she spoke, her fingers nervously gestured between them.

Harlee offered a small, knowing smile and nodded.

“Yes, he’s my husband.”

Elva stood there, nodding absently.

“Ah, husband? That’s good…”

She was utterly overwhelmed by the day’s revelations and hardly noticed how she ended up in the car with Harlee.

Meanwhile, not far away, Celine, who had been ejected earlier, sat fuming in her car, gripping the steering wheel tightly.

“Harlee, you have such an extraordinary husband. Why did you let me believe you were involved with Thiago? If not for your manipulation, I wouldn’t have faced such humiliation.

Harlee, you’ve tricked me. I swear, I’ll make you pay double for this!”

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