Chapter 204:
Hamilton was intensely tracking the latest developments concerning the Sanderson family.
He had expected them to publicly celebrate their daughterâs reappearance through the media, yet to his surprise, they had managed to keep it entirely confidential. With the banquet looming, not a single photograph had surfaced.
Rhys regarded Hamilton with a stoic face, radiating an aura of authority.
As their eyes met, Hamilton felt a flicker of rationality return. Subtly, he slid his phone back into his pocket.
âArenât you even a bit curious about what Miss Sanderson looks like?â Hamilton couldnât help but ask, his voice tinged with curiosity.
âIs there any chance that Missâ¦â
âNo way!â Rhys responded sharply, his expression chilling as his lips barely parted.
âIf I find you prying into the Sandersonsâ affairs again, consider yourself on the next flight to Uwhor for additional training!â
Alarmed, Hamilton quickly exited all tabs related to the Sanderson family on his phone.
âIâm not interested,â he asserted.
As he closed the webpage, it briefly displayed an image of someone who resembled Harlee from behind.
However, with Rhysâ stern warning echoing in his ears, Hamilton didnât dare look again.
Seated in the back of a stretch Lincoln, Rhys dropped his gaze, a faint, unnoticed smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
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After completing his project in Claelia, he was eager to return home and openly declare to Harlee, âI donât have a fiancée,â and, âI have feelings for you.â How wonderful.
At the Sanderson familyâs grand banquet, everything had returned to normal following a brief period of upheaval. Those in attendance had all observed how fiercely the Sanderson family defended Harlee, and as a result, no one dared malign her again.
The individuals who had previously shown the most contempt for Harlee now exchanged wary looks, spotting fear in each otherâs eyes, silently wishing they could disappear from the scene.
Others, backed by more influential connections, argued that they werenât to blame for the initial misunderstanding. It was all because someone had willfully spread false information about Harlee. They considered themselves unwitting victims of these deceitful rumors.
âWho would go to such lengths to smear Miss Sandersonâs reputation? Could it be jealousy, someone resentful of her superiority?â
âIf it werenât for their lies, we wouldnât have seen Miss Sanderson as some ugly country bumpkin.
Honestly, if sheâs considered unattractive, then few of us here could regard ourselves as handsome or beautiful.â
âIndeed! And to think someone had the audacity to suggest the Sandersons donât care for Miss Sanderson. Just look at her dresses, all designed by the esteemed Janessa Studio.
Clearly, they hold her in high regard.â
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