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

Chapter 1115:

“Okay, I’m listening.”

He still masked his interest with a casual demeanor.

Undisturbed, Harlee began her story deliberately.noveldrama

“Three years back, on the day we got engaged, Lindsay abducted me. In an effort to save me, you jumped off a cliff with her.”

Knowing Rhys and Lindsay had grown up together, Harlee skipped the introductions.

A look of disbelief washed over Rhys’ face.

He struggled to understand why he endangered his life for Harlee.

And why would Lindsay abduct her? In his memory, Lindsay was still the picture of sweetness and innocence.

Harlee let out a sigh and added, “Her personality changed over time, especially after Hale gave her that Bloodthirstiness Pill. It transformed her entirely, pushing her onto a much darker path.”

Noticing his puzzled look, she suggested, “Perhaps you should listen to your heart for why you made that jump. It might hold some clues.”

Rhys dismissed the idea instantly.

He was no fool. What more could his heart offer other than its steady rhythm? The moment Harlee made her suggestion, his mind raced to dismiss it.

Rhys quickly forgot about the mention of Lindsay. It felt as though Lindsay had turned into someone completely irrelevant, a stranger he no longer recognized.

Harlee didn’t push it and continued, “After that incident at the cliff, you vanished for three years, only reappearing in recent months. You even saved my life not too long ago.”

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She paused and then slowly detailed the recent events with Matteo, the ensuing conflict, the casualties, and Bart’s tragic fate.

Rhys listened, utterly shocked.

Harlee playfully lifted Rhys’ chin and smiled, saying, “Why do you still blush so easily?”

Caught off guard by her tease, Rhys nearly choked on his candy.

Harlee extended her hand and softly patted his back, her voice calm as she said, “I would never harm a twelve-year-old version of you. There’s no reason to be frightened.”

Harlee shook her head, slightly frustrated. Why did everyone assume she was out to make advances on a twelve-year-old Rhys? Did they really see her as some sort of pervert?

“Who’s frightened?” Rhys retorted, visibly irritated.

“I was just… I was merely surprised by your sudden move. That’s all. I wasn’t frightened!”

Harlee met his gaze, her expression serious.

“Yeah, you weren’t frightened. It’s me who’s frightened. I’m frightened you might get the wrong idea about me.” They had lost three years to misunderstandings already, and she didn’t want trivial things like this to push them further apart.

Touched by Harlee’s earnest tone, Rhys set aside his playful demeanor.

Holding the candy bag, he looked down and said in a calm voice, “I won’t get the wrong idea.”

“That’s good to hear.” Harlee grinned, her smile stemming from pure joy at his words.

Rhys looked up just in time to catch her radiant smile, his breath catching.

But as something occurred to him, his face fell slightly.

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