NovelEnglishChapter 527 Chapter 527: There was an emergency at the studio, so I had to... Grinning, she held Skylas hand and added, I promise, it wont happen again! Skyla playfully tapped Harlees nose, laughing indulgently.
It better not! Skyla felt her husband and sons were all workaholics, and now even her daughter had becone too.
Why hadnt anyone inherited her laid-back nature? Harlee raised her hand in a mock pledge, and only then did Skyla relent.
Alright, Ill trust you one more time.
But if you stay up late again, Ill give you a serious talking-to.
Harlee rubbed her forehead, feeling that wasnt necessary.
But she didnt argue, nodding obediently instead.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter breakfast, Harlee spent stpainting with Skyla before heading out to meet Tonya and Ritchie. As Harlee got into the car and prepared to start it, her phone rang.
Glancing at the caller ID, she was momentarily surprised.
Tiffany, the one Clint seemed to have feelings for? Why was she calling out of nowhere? Curious, Harlee answered the call.
On the other end, Tiffanys excited voice rang out.
Harlee, Im done with the shoot! Are you free today? Can I cvisit you? Harlee hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
Ritchie was off following up on the leads she had gathered last night, and Tonya was busy making medicine in secret.
If she went to the Tartarus Club now, shed just be waiting around.
It made more sense to take stto play matchmaker for Clint and Tiffany.
Tiffanys voice bubbled with excitement.
Stay connected at gVlnove????sReally? Where should we go? The mall or the amusement park? Harlee rubbed her forehead.
Tiffany, arent you an award-winning actress? Arent you worried about a fan frenzy if you show up at the mall? Not at all! Ill dress inconspicuously.
No one will recognize me! Tiffany replied confidently.
Assuming Harlee preferred the mall, Tiffany named a popular one before hanging up to prepare.
Harlee chuckled and texted Clint about her upcoming trip with Tiffany.
A good wingman knew when to step in.
Outside the Sanderson estate, Rhys rested against Harlees car window, his gaze wide and pleading, reminiscent of a puppy.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHis voice was soft, with a touch of that groggy charm from just waking up.
Could you keepcompany? Harlee lightly pressed her finger to his forehead, gently nudging him away.
No, I have an appointment with Tiffany.
Rhys bent down and planted a quick kiss on her, followed by a deep sigh.
In the morning, youre with a friend I barely know, and in the afternoon, youre swamped with work. I guess theres no room forin the evening, huh? Hearing this, Harlee couldnt help but laugh.
She often wondered how Rhys could effortlessly shed his cold CEO M persona, making her want to tease him in return.
Unable to resist, she pinched his handsface and spoke in @ tone like she was appeasing a child. Alright, Ill keep you company tonight.
Does that work for you, my poor little boyfriend? Rhys silenced her with a kiss.
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