RedNovelChapter 1473: Her comment was met with collective eye-rolls. Robbie had already pinged the group chat, so Oaklee knew perfectly well about the meal.
Earlier, Oaklee had parted ways with them at the Gilded Club, claiming she couldn't stand to watch the lovebirds in action, but in reality, she'd gone off to flirt with sman.
Oaklee set the desserts down in front of Harlee. Even though they didn't cross paths too often, she knew exactly what Harlee liked. After something spicy, Harlee always craved mango-flavored treats.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"By the way, how do you plan to handle the Happer family?" Oaklee asked between bites of chocolate cake. "Are you going to help them choose a new family head, or just let them tear each other apart?" Harlee's voice was slow, almost languid, as she replied, "There's no need to rush. The Happer family head isn't going anywhere soon." She glanced at Serena and then turned away, saying, "Oaklee, get a detailed investigation into the Happer family tree." Oaklee nearly choked on her cake, her eyes wide in surprise.
"The Happer family tree? Harlee, you're not planning on wiping out the whole Happer family, are you?" Harlee didn't bother explaining herself. Instead, she just urged Oaklee to get on with the task. Serena's real identity was something that needed to remain under wraps for now.
Serena, her heart swelling with gratitude, glanced at Harlee. She understood exactly why Harlee had asked for the investigation. Harlee wasn't just protecting her; she was also helping her uncover the truth about her biological parents. The fact that Harlee hadn't explained anything further spoke volumes-it was a shield, protecting Serena from unnecessary attention.
Feel inspired by ga ln σ v☐ ☐s,Serena had once yearned for the love of her birth parents, but now... with Harlee and the Shadow Moon Society members, the presence-or absence-of her biological parents hardly seemed to matter.
Once Harlee finished her mango cake at her usual relaxed pace, the conversation shifted, bouncing between different topics. The lively energy returned, and no one seemed in a hurry to sleep.
Of course, while the singles had their own routines, the couples had their own nighttrituals.
Seeing Harlee content and satisfied, Rhys made the call to leave, ushering everyone toward the presidential suite next door.
"Rhys, you can leave, but why are you dragging Harlee with you? You jerk..." Oaklee, already tipsy, slurred the words.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPatrick, quick on his feet, covered her mouth before she could say more. He and Thiago exchanged a knowing glance and swiftly carried her off to the next room.
"Well, it's getting late. Tto hit the hay." "Yeah, let's get ssleep..." The group chuckled awkwardly before scrambling to make a hasty exit, eager to avoid Rhys' wrath.
Rhys and Harlee found themselves in the bathroom, the air charged with undeniable tension. His hands gently traced the curve of Harlee's slim be tensio၊ waist as he effortlessly lifted her onto the sink.
In that split second when Harlee was momentarily caught off guard) Rhys closed the distance between them, capturing her lips in a heated kiss.
The passion of the kiss seemed to melt every inch of her being. One hand cradled the back of her head, while the other explored the contours of her waist. The mingling of their breaths drew them closer, as if nothing in the world mattered but this moment. Harlee's voice trembled with a playful tone as she gazed into his dark, intense eyes, her eyebrows slightly arched.
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