NovelEnglishChapter 731 Chapter 731: Without wasting a moment, Oaklee slipped out before anyone could stop her.
Internally, she was already planning her escape.
Staying in the country was no longer an option.
Though she had intended to linger for a few more days, she realized she would need to leave for Claelia that very night.
The thought of working for Rhys for free was enough to make her shudder.
Rhys, holding Harlee securely in his arms, could tell something was off.
Harlee wouldnt have attacked Kelley or uttered such words unless she was heavily intoxicated.
His jaw tightened as his gaze followed Oaklees hasty retreat, already piecing together the situation.
Hearing no reply from Rhys, a touch of sadness crept into Harlees voice.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAm I not good? Not kind enough? Rhys tone was gentle and sincere as he responded, You are the best, the kindest in the world, baby.
Then, without hesitation, Rhys turned to Bart, his voice turning cold.
Ill give you one chance to redeem yourself.
Handle this woman properly.
Understood? Consider it done! Bart replied hastily, his back soaked with cold sweat.
In the past, such an order would have been followed by severe consequences if not executed perfectly.
But now, it was clear things had changed.
Patrick had been rightRhys was different because of Harlee.
galnov????????shas stories worth exploring Bart remembered the the had been defiant toward Harlees orders when tasked with rescuing Robbie.
Now, he regarded her as Rhys equal.
It wasnt just Barteveryone in the room had cto recognize and accept Harlee as Rhys other half, the one they would answer to without question.
Harlee, oblivious to the shift in dynamics around her, was also unaware of what had transpired in her drunken state.
She didnt know she had inadvertently killed Kelley.
Meanwhile, Oaklee, who had fled back to Claelia, was keeping a low profile, hiding away at hto avoid Rhys wrath.
The next morning, Harlee stirred, her eyes fluttering open.
She blinked a few times, taking in her surroundings, and then pressed her temples as a dull ache throbbed behind her eyes.
A hangover? The realization caught her off guard.
She, who had always prided herself on never getting drunk, had somehow ended up wasted the night before.
Her gaze landed on the sunken space beside her in bed, and a playful smile tugged at her lips.
She got up, slipped on her shoes, and quietly left the bedroom.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJust as Harlee reached the staircase, she found herself face-to-face with Rhys, who was coming up from downstairs.
He stepped closer, gently taking her hand in his.
Are you hungry? What would you like to eat? I have a whole spread ready.
Harlee stretched, her body aching with the lingering effects of the m hangover. Why didnt you takehome? I stayed out without telling my family.
Theyre probably worried.
Rhys flashed her a smile and replied, I told them last night.
Harlee blinked, her mind quickly sobering.
You told them? And they all agreed? Rhys gave a casual shrug, a glint of ve mischieNin his eyes. Not exactly.
They scolded me, and Fletcher even said he was going to rush to Remson Manor to pick you you up.
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