NovelFinishChapter 732 Chapter 732: Then why... Harlee started, but Rhys gently guided her down the stairs, his smile deepening with a hint of something unspoken.
Because theyre all terrified of Skyla, my future mother-in-law.
Her future mother-in-law? Harlees ears flushed slightly, but she quickly pushed aside her shyness.
I want to eat sbread.
Alright.
Ill have it ready for you.
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 hangover.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhy 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 mischief in his eyes.
Not exactly.
They scolded me, and Fletcher even said he was going to rush to Remson Manor to pick you up.
Then why... Harlee started, but Rhys gently guided her down the stairs, his smile deepening with a hint of something unspoken.
Because theyre all terrified of Skyla, my future mother-in-law.
Her future mother-in-law? Harlees ears flushed slightly, but she quickly pushed aside her shyness.
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Alright.
Ill have it ready for you.
At the dining table, Harlee took a bite of the freshly baked bread.
Its crust was perfectly crisp, and the inside was soft and warm, with a flavor that hit just the right note. Rhys cooking had improved significantly.
It was no surprise that he had earned her mothers approval.
Although Rhys hadnt gone into details, Harlee could piece together what had happened the night before.
Rhys must have called Skyla, explaining that Harlee had been drunk and uncomfortable.
Since Remson Manor was nearby, it had been a convenient place to settle Harlee.
Later, the Sanderson family tried to apply pressure on Rhys, but only after Skyla had given them a heads-up. This shed light on why they resorted to threats instead of taking decisive action.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHarlee dabbed her mouth with a napkin and glanced up at Rhys.
Have you decided what to compete with Fleming in? Rhys set his fork down, his eyes briefly flickering with a hint of relief.
Seeing that Harlee had completely forgotten about the events of the previous night, he had no intention of bringing it up.
In fact, he had specifically asked everyone to keep quiet about it.
When Rhys thought about Fleming, a spark of determination glinted in his eyes. Yes, its settled.
We will be competing in shooting.
Harlee couldnt help but raise an eyebrow.
A shooting competition? She couldnt suppress a dry chuckle.
Even she couldnt hold a candle to Rhys razor-sharp accuracy after her years of navigating the gritty underworld and serving in the military, let alone Fleming.
Harlee teased, You didnt hold back, did you? Fleming gave you the m and your way choice, and you went with what you are best at.
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