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

Chapter 1553:

One hundred meters away from the crumbling courtyard, the moon cast its silver glow over Rhys, his sharp features standing out against the darkness like a masterpiece brought to life. Clad in a black suit, he seemed to melt into the shadows, the faint light giving him an almost ethereal allure.

Patrick stood beside Rhys, equally tall and commanding, though his demeanor shifted as soon as he opened his mouth.

“Mr. Green, Thiago’s already gone to inform Harlee. She’ll be here soon.”

He hesitated before adding with a dry chuckle, “Should I, uh, leave room for you two?” He had no desire to stick around for another dose of their sugar-sweet exchanges.

For the past month, while Harlee had been busy training recruits, Rhys had barely slept five hours a night. Between juggling projects in Jusdence and dealing with the Bryant family’s chaos, he hadn’t even set foot back in the Sanderson estate. His rare moments of downtime? All spent on video calls with Harlee.

Patrick still remembered the day he’d accidentally walked in on one of those calls. The sheer level of sweetness in the room had been suffocating. He’d bolted before he got cavities.

“Okay,” Rhys replied in his deep, resonant voice.

Patrick exhaled quietly in relief, but before he could move, he heard the sound of approaching footsteps. His eyes lit up knowingly. He bolted from the area as though the ground beneath his feet might crumble, murmuring a quick, “Harlee,” as if it were a sacred mantra—half greeting, half plea to avoid stepping on thin ice. He wasn’t just wary of disrespect but also reluctant to disrupt the fragile bubble of romance between Rhys and Harlee.

The faint rhythm of familiar footsteps reached Rhys’ ears, pulling him from his thoughts. He turned, and there Harlee was, clad in her camouflage uniform, standing casually a short distance away, her gaze steady on him. A soft smile curved her lips, the kind that could light up even the most desolate places.

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Their eyes locked as if the air between them carried invisible threads, binding their gazes mid-flight. Her smile deepened.

“It’s been a while. Did you miss me?”

Without hesitation, Rhys closed the gap in long strides and wrapped her in an embrace that spoke louder than words. His voice, rough and thick with emotion, spilled into the moment.

“Missed you. Missed you every single day. There were times I wanted to chuck all the chaos and just fly to you.”

Harlee pressed her head against his chest, finding solace in the rhythm of his heartbeat.

But just as they began to savor their long-awaited closeness, a distant commotion broke the spell. They exchanged a knowing look, both reluctant yet resolute.

Rhys’ brow knitted with frustration, the kind that came when duty rudely interrupted longing.noveldrama

“Ten minutes, I—”

“Shhh…”

Harlee silenced him with a light touch over his mouth, her tone firm yet playful.

“Let’s see how the recruits have fared this month.”

Her words carried authority, and as she spoke, she swiftly messaged Thiago and Alina, instructing them to clear out the shabby courtyard and give the recruits space to shine.

“Alright.”

Rhys conceded, his thumb brushing her cheek with a blend of helplessness and affection. He had traveled all this way, only to find himself pulled into her world of discipline and duty within minutes. And yet, what else could he do but give in? She was Harlee, and he loved her too much to say no. He indulged her whims without hesitation.

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