Chapter 485: Chapter 485

Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You’re A Zillionaire HeiressWords: 2497

Chapter 485:

Her smile widened as she reached out to cup Rhys’ face gently.

“You were right all along.

Hacking can indeed be a way out of trouble,” she said, her voice a mixture of wonder and affirmation.

Rhys’ gentle smile abruptly stiffened.

He sat upright on the bed, his gaze locking intensely with Harlee’s, a storm of emotions churning beneath his composed surface.

Harlee ceased her monologue, brushed past Rhys assertively, and strode into the bathroom to freshen up.

As Rhys watched her departing figure, his eyes narrowed into a sharp glare.

He pivoted, his attention drawn to a photo on the nightstand.

A thought struck him.

Could Harlee be the little girl left alone on the slide years ago?

A mix of exhilaration and sorrow surged through Rhys. The callous disregard of the Gill family for Harlee was distressing. It seemed time to stir up some trouble for them.

After her brief refresh, Harlee slipped into the loungewear Rhys had laid out for her.

At that moment, her phone rang. It was Tonya, who had been away on a “honeymoon” for more than two weeks.

Every story starts at galn ovels ; com

Tonya launched into a tirade, lamenting that Harlee had been ignoring her since falling in love.

“Who hasn’t been back in the country for over half a month?” Harlee retorted.

Tonya ceased her playful complaint immediately, her tone shifting back to her professional demeanor.

“Hale is up to something new,” she announced, her tone sharp and professional.

Harlee’s face remained stoic. It would have been truly unexpected if Hale hadn’t taken any action.

With a deep inhale, Harlee said firmly, “I know. Tell Robbie to gear up for action. If need be, he can use Rhys’ crew.”

As soon as Harlee finished, Rhys called out from the kitchen, his voice warm and casual, “Harlee, go freshen up. I’ll take care of tomorrow’s breakfast.”

“Okay, I’ll join you soon to help out,” Harlee swiftly replied.

Tonya burst into giggles, her voice playful as she teased, “Oh, Harlee, did you guys share the night together? How was it? Is your man as impressive as they say?”

At that, Harlee promptly ended the call. Such vulgar chatter was too much for her to stomach so early in the day.

Meanwhile, in distant Uwhor, Tonya snuggled into Ritchie’s embrace, her eyes misty, portraying the image of a wronged partner.

Ritchie encircled her waist with one arm, his voice deep and seductive.

“Isn’t knowing how amazing your own man is enough?”

.

.

.