Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You're A Zillionaire's Heiress - Chapter 1099

Chapter 1099:

His angular features revealed no emotion, but his deep eyes held an undercurrent of uncertainty and unease.

Gone was the predatory intensity that once defined him, replaced now by a shadow of confusion.

Harlee, Jose, Robbie, and Christopher gathered before Rhys, their faces a mix of worry, hope, and despair.

“What… What’s going on? How can he not recognize me?” Jose finally asked, his voice breaking the tense silence.

Earlier that day, Harlee had called Jose at work, explaining that Rhys had been found but was gravely ill from a poison Anika had used. With Rhys having mere months left to live, and no other alternatives, Harlee had resorted to the mystical golden insects to absorb the toxins in his system.

But now, it seemed Rhys’ memory had shattered. Not only had he forgotten others, but he had also lost all knowledge of himself.

Jose had clung to the hope that his son would still recognize him.

However, Rhys had no recollection of anyone in the room.

Harlee said nothing, her gaze lingering on this unfamiliar version of Rhys. Though his memories were gone, he was alive. That was enough.

“To put it simply, he’s lost all memories of his existence in this world.

Based on my evaluation, the complications may extend even further,” Tonya stated as she entered, holding the report.

Her demeanor was stern, as though weighing a new approach—or perhaps preparing for the inevitable hurdles ahead.

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This morning, after confirming Rhys’ memory loss, Tonya had arranged a comprehensive examination and collaborated with medical experts worldwide for collective insights. The verdict was clear—his prognosis was a mystery. In short, no one could predict the outcome. Rhys might wake up one day with full recollection or remain in this state indefinitely.

Tonya exhaled heavily.

“Perhaps tomorrow he’ll remember one thing but forget another.

He might regress to the mindset of a child or wake up completely immobilized… Or worse…” Her voice faltered, unwilling to voice the rest of the grim possibilities.

The weight of her words made everyone instinctively shift their focus to Tonya.

Even Rhys, resting on the bed, cast a fleeting glance before averting his gaze.

“Since you don’t recognize us, let’s start from the beginning,” Harlee said gently. She approached him, her expression warm as she looked at Rhys. With a faint smile, she spoke.

“I’m Harlee. You used to call me ‘Lee.’ We’re engaged.”

She gestured toward the others.

“That’s your father, Jose.

Christopher works under you. Tonya is my closest friend, and Robbie is here too.”

At the sound of Harlee’s voice, Rhys lazily lifted his eyes, scanning the unfamiliar faces before him. One by one, they stepped forward to reintroduce themselves.

“Rhys, I’m your dad.

Do you know who I am?” Jose asked hesitantly.

He began to extend his hand but withdrew it, recalling their once-distant bond.

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