Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You’re A Zillionaire Heiress

Chapter 670: Harlee guided Nyomi toward the table, but Nyomi declined to sit with quiet determination.

Miss Sanderson, while I appreciate how you and your mother treat me like family, theres still a distinction between us… Harlee interrupted calmly yet firmly.

Nyomi, let me clarify.

Youre no longer employed by the Juarez family.

That part of your life is behind you.

Here, in the Sanderson home, youre just a guest.

Youre an honored elder my mother personally invited.

Theres no division between us here.

Besides, you wouldnt want to upset my mom, would you? Nyomi hesitated.

But… Harlee placed a comforting hand on Nyomis and softened her voice.

Dont worry.

My father follows my mothers lead, and he respects you as well.

Nyomi realized she could no longer refuse without seeming overly formal.

Relenting, she settled into a seat as Skyla finished her business and joined them.

Nyomi and Skyla, who hadnt spoken in years, immediately delved into conversation, catching up as if no time had passed.

After sharing a quick meal, Harlee excused herself to let them reconnect in peace.

As Harlee departed, Nyomis tense expression eased.

She patted her thigh and exclaimed, I finally remember where Ive seen Miss Sanderson before… Unaware of their conversation, Harlee had returned to her room.

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Ill handle whatever challenges your parents and brothers throw my way as quickly as I can.

Lying on her bed, Harlee propped her head up and stared at Rhys WhatsApp profile picture, her brow furrowed slightly.

When had he changed his black profile picture? And why had he replaced it with a photo of her? The new picture was a candid shot Rhys had taken when they first met.

It captured Harlee mid-repair on an airplane, her focus unshakable.

Even though it was just a side profile, she was instantly recognizable.

As Harlee thought back to that day, a small smile formed on her lips.

If not for her dire need for cash and Rhys grandfathers emergency, she never would have sold her latest system to Rhys, a stranger at that time.

Perhaps it was fate that brought them together.

The thought brought a grin to Harlees face, warming her heart and sparking an unfamiliar shyness she hadnt felt before, not even during her playful teasing of Rhys.

She touched her flushed ears before recording a voice message in a sultry, magnetic tone.

Rhys, I miss you.

Almost instantly, the app indicated that Rhys was recording a response.

A minute later, his message arrivedshort yet potent.

Harlee, I miss you too.

His voice, deeper than usual, resonated in her ears.

After playing it three times, Harlee initiated a video call.

How was your day? Did my family give you much trouble? she teased.

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