Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You're A Zillionaire's Heiress - Chapter 700

Chapter 700:

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As Rhys stood there barefoot, attempting to follow her, Harlee’s tone grew even colder.

“Follow me any further, and this will be the last time you hear from me.”

With a decisive shake, she freed herself from his touch and strode out of Remson Manor.

Rhys remained rooted to the spot, overwhelmed by the gravity of the situation.

He watched her leave, a realization dawning on him. Sprinting back to the glass house, he seized his phone and pulled up his chat with Tonya.

His fingers flew over the keys as he poured out the events, punctuating his message with a cautious plea.

“Harlee is livid, Miss Santos.

How can I possibly make amends?” Rhys queried, reflecting on how invaluable adding Tonya’s contact information had been after his hospital discharge.

In the secluded northern reaches of Uwhor, nestled an inconspicuous villa. Tonya had just handed Robbie a pill, uniquely crafted for him.

As she made her way back indoors, her phone vibrated.

A message from Rhys had appeared on her screen.

“You made the right move coming to me for this.”

A slight smile played on Tonya’s lips as she gently shut the door. Without a moment’s delay, Tonya initiated a voice call. Twirling a lollipop between her fingers, she adopted a teasing tone.

“Want to know what’s got Harlee so worked up?”

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Rhys, ever intuitive, anticipated Tonya’s curiosity before she even voiced it. With his usual poise, he responded, “Miss Santos, I’ve arranged a few gifts for you as tokens of my gratitude. I hope they are to your liking.”

As he concluded, a rhythmic knocking echoed at Tonya’s door.

“Come in,” Tonya called out.

Bart entered, arms laden with three elegantly wrapped gift boxes.

“Miss Santos, these are from Mr. Green.”

“Set them on the table,” Tonya instructed crisply.

“Understood.” Bart complied and exited, leaving Tonya to inspect the boxes. She lifted the lids to reveal a collection of medicinal herbs.

A knowing smile flickered across her face.

“Impressive. You’ve pinpointed exactly what I need… It seems you’ve uncovered my secret,” Tonya mused aloud, her tone mixing appreciation with a hint of intrigue.

Rhys didn’t deny it.

“I’ve been suspecting as much, but everything clicked when you made that trip to Uwhor yourself.”

Tonya cut straight to the heart of the matter, foregoing any unnecessary facades.

After receiving his thoughtful tokens of appreciation, she chose to reciprocate with some confidential insights.

“Harlee detests jokes about health because of her friend Ruth Todd. Ruth was battling cancer. She endured countless chemotherapy sessions, bearing excruciating pain, yet she clung fiercely to her passion for life despite the lack of signs of her recovery.

During one particularly grueling treatment, Harlee attempted to lighten the mood by joking about health.

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Message from Noah: Hello dear readers! New chapters on Sunday. God bless you, and Noah wishes you all the best. (=◡=) /

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