Chapter 359:
At that time, I had no idea she was the recently discovered daughter of the Sanderson family, much less that she was my fiancée.â As Rhys explained, Brentonâs expression grew stern.
Noticing this, Rhys gave a slight nod, his expression serious.
âI discovered that Harlee had distanced herself after learning I was engaged. Thatâs why I ended the arranged engagement and pleaded with my parents to call it off. My feelings for Harlee are genuine. I want her and no one else as my future partnerâ¦â
Rhysâ revelation clearly annoyed Brenton. What was Rhys implying by rejecting the arranged marriage out of concern for Harlee? Was this some sort of tangled love drama? Brentonâs eyes sharpened.
âYou knew Harlee before she returned to us?â
Rhys held Brentonâs gaze for a moment before nodding again, clarifying the misunderstanding and emphasizing that he had no intention of disrespecting the ties between their families.
After Rhys finished, his eyes shone with determination.
âI love Harlee, so regardless of your anger or dissatisfaction, I will not give up on her. I am committed to earning your forgiveness!â
Rhys squinted slightly, tossing the document into Brentonâs car with a casual motion.
He released the car door and, with a final remark, walked away.
âTen minutes, Iâm done.â
Mððð ðð ð¹ð¶ððð ð¾ð ðð¶ððððððð.ð¸ðð
Brenton was completely dumbfounded. Was he really being offered this valuable, highly developable land for free? And what was with everything Rhys had just said? Was Rhys out of his mind? After humiliating Harlee like this, Rhys still sought forgiveness and dared to propose? Recalling the car door he hadnât managed to close earlier, Brentonâs irritation burst, and he slammed the door shut forcefully.
As he buckled his seatbelt, he glanced at the document on the passenger seat. Unable to hold back, he bent down and picked it up.
After a brief review, he tossed the document to the back seat. Land could be acquired again, but losing a place within the Sanderson family was a different story altogether.
Meanwhile, at the Green Group headquarters, Rhys stepped out of the executive elevator, his sharp gaze sweeping across the opulent lobby. Nearby, Patrick, who had been anxiously awaiting Rhysâ arrival, quickly extended a stack of documents toward him. These contained critical reports on a multinational company and key projects awaiting Rhysâ approval.
With a casual flick of his wrist, Rhys began sifting through the papers.
His eyes flicked over the pages before landing on a specific reportâthe outcome of an investigation he had discreetly commissioned. It was about Matteo, the underworld leader of Uwhor.
The document was brief, offering only a snapshot of information, yet those few lines piqued Rhysâ interest.
However, his intrigue soon turned to concern as he noticed the proposed timeline in the report. It indicated that he would be required to spend a full month in Uwhor, with the departure scheduled for the following week.
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