Chapter 457: Chapter 457

Chapter 457:

Hamilton responded in a hushed tone, understanding the gravity of the occasion, “Well, it’s their first big public appearance together at such a significant event. It’s only natural he’d want to make a serious impression.”

Acknowledging the point, Patrick was about to add more when a sharp glance from Rhys cut him off, prompting both to seal their lips promptly. Moments later, Harlee glided toward them, her movement accentuating the graceful sway of her slender waist. Positioned by the sleek car, Rhys watched her approach.

His pupils dilated slightly before he raised his eyebrows, his face breaking into a warm smile.

He stepped forward smoothly, his arm encircling her waist as he murmured in a low, enticing tone, “Having a girlfriend as stunning as you makes me want to keep you hidden away like a precious gem.”

Harlee tilted her head, offering him a playful smile, her voice light and teasing as she whispered in his ear, “And you are quite the catch yourself with those broad shoulders, slim waist, and yes, even that perky butt.” She chuckled, sharing that she had snatched the line from a live stream chat just before stepping out, amused enough to toss it at Rhys.

Rhys felt a warm blush creeping up to his earlobes, a silent sigh of pride and joy escaping him.

Harlee was undeniably seductive and alluring, leaving him at a loss for words.

Glancing down at Harlee’s ensemble for the day, Rhys’ usually steady heart started to thump uncontrollably once more.

Harlee was dressed in an elegant black strapless gown that hugged her waist and cascaded down to her ankles. The gown’s sheer fabric tantalizingly showcased her long and slender legs.

Her hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders, highlighting her round earlobes, which sparkled with tassel diamond earrings.

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Her makeup was subtle, enhancing rather than masking her natural beauty, lending her an almost ethereal allure.

Standing beside the car, Rhys and Harlee appeared to be the epitome of a stunning couple, their charisma and style perfectly in sync. Loosening his grip around Harlee’s waist, Rhys took her hand with a gentle touch, his eyebrows lifting in a playful smile.

“Honey, ready to crash the party?” he teased.

“Ready as ever,” Harlee replied with a twinkle in her eye.

“Let’s make it a night to remember.”

With Angela planning to unveil her grand gift, Harlee couldn’t possibly avoid returning the favor. With a radiant smile, Harlee’s crimson lips glowed as she gracefully adjusted her posture, her legs elegantly poised as she and Rhys nestled into the plush backseat of the opulent van.

As they drove off, Etta slipped from the shelter of fragrant blooms, swiftly capturing their departure on her camera and texting the image to Lindsay.

“They’re on their way. Let Angela know it’s time.”

Meanwhile, Lindsay, the puppeteer behind the scene, felt a surge of jealousy flood through her as she gazed at the picture of the attractive pair. Overcome with rage, she flung her phone against the hard floor, her gaze burning with a wild, unsettling intensity.

“Damn it! Harlee, you must pay with your damned life! Rhys is mine, and mine alone…”

In the adjacent room, Lindsay’s parents flinched at her outburst. The sounds of destruction were all too familiar, heavy with implications.

A parent’s heart was forever laden with concerns.

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