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

Chapter 1167:

“I’m not hungry. You go ahead,” Rhys replied.

Watching him clutch the tablet to his chest, Harlee felt an overwhelming need to discover what he was hiding. She never allowed herself to sleep with unresolved issues, so she swiftly reached for the tablet. Rhys immediately tightened his grip on it.

Harlee frowned.

“Let me see it.”

“No way!” Rhys protested.

They struggled over the device, and during the scuffle, someone’s fingerprint unlocked it.

As they wrestled with the tablet, sounds of heavy breathing from a man and a woman started playing.

Harlee froze. She had never thought Rhys would stay up watching such content, especially not with the mindset of a twelve-year-old having access to it. This was inappropriate for him.

A wave of anger surged in Harlee. She seized the tablet, her face burning with fury.

“Who shared this with you?”

Rhys’ cheeks turned bright red.

Being caught by Harlee watching such embarrassing videos was mortifying! He hadn’t even finished watching “To Become a Real Man,” and now he was caught.

“Harlee, this is my privacy. Please, give me back the tablet!” Rhys, flushed with embarrassment and anger, made a grab for the tablet.

Harlee was knocked to the floor. She quickly turned off the video and clutched the tablet close to her chest.

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“No. I need to know who shared these videos with you and who misled you!” Rhys panicked. Telling Harlee the truth was not an option since everything would unravel, including the fact that he had consulted Goodwin because of his previous reaction toward her that night.

Rhys reached out again.

At that instant, his right foot slipped, and his hand brushed against Harlee’s chest. Just then, the tablet blared those heavy breathing sounds once more. The mood suddenly became incredibly awkward.

Rhys trembled as the scenes from the videos replayed in his mind.

As he almost began mimicking the actions he’d seen, Harlee smacked his hand away and swiftly pushed him aside, rising to her feet.

“Rhys, I’m so disappointed in you!” Harlee stared at him sternly.

“If you continue to watch those videos, I’ll wash my hands of you!” With that, she thrust the tablet into Rhys’ arms and strode away without a backward glance.

Only a few steps later, Harlee heard a loud crash behind her. She didn’t look back, knowing it was the sound of Rhys smashing the tablet. Though he didn’t follow her immediately, he wasn’t beyond redemption.noveldrama

Exiting the home theater, a thoughtful look crossed Harlee’s face.

Earlier, amid their confrontation, she had demanded to know who had provided Rhys with those videos. Now, more composed, the answer clicked in her mind. It had to be Goodwin. She resolved to confront him for misleading Rhys.

“Miss Sanderson, to what do I owe the call at this hour?” Hamilton sounded somewhat culpable, answering Harlee’s late-night call.

“I’m on my way to your place now. Make sure Dr. Wilson is there in your living room by the time I get there.” With that, Harlee ended the call.

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