Chapter 1259: Chapter 1259

Chapter 1259:

Patrick shivered at Rhys’s chilling tone. He instinctively shrank back and did not dare say anything more. He wasn’t about to ruin the mood by getting an earful on such a joyous day.

Their car came to a gradual stop in front of the Sanderson family estate. The waiting servants, well-prepared for the grand occasion, ignited a barrage of ceremonial crackers, their thunderous roar filling the air and marking the beginning of the celebration.

Patrick stepped out of the car, strolled to the other side, and opened the door for Rhys with a flourish.

As Rhys stepped out of the car, his presence was as regal as a monarch, and not a single servant from the Sanderson household dared to stand in his way.

The grand gates creaked open, revealing Harlee’s siblings standing in a row, each draped in their finest attire. They were accompanied by relatives of all ages, alongside a group of boisterous children.

Patrick swiftly opened the box with a grin spreading across his face, distributing candies and small gifts to the crowd. “A pleasure to meet you all,” he said warmly. For those who stubbornly rejected the gifts, Patrick pulled them into his arms, determined to make sure his “bribery” succeeded.

As he made his rounds, more than half of the gifts had already been distributed, yet Fletcher remained unmoved, standing like a stone pillar, calm and unyielding.

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Fortunately, Patrick’s well-timed tactics began to bear fruit when a child, no older than five, spoke up with the purest voice. “Lonnie and Skyla told Harlee’s five brothers not to make a fuss. So, they’re just standing there, playing the part.”

Harlee’s siblings couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed by the child’s revelation.

The little one continued, “Skyla said Harlee and Rhys have been through enough storms and don’t need any more battles to fight.”

Patrick’s eyes widened in surprise, realizing he had gone overboard with his preparations. His meticulously organized notebook seemed utterly unnecessary in that moment.

Rhys chuckled softly, fully aware that Harlee had subtly orchestrated this through Lonnie and Skyla. Their past had been filled with struggles, and neither of them needed more challenges to face. Her love for him was unwavering, and his heart beat only for her.

Despite Harlee’s considerate gestures, Rhys did not become arrogant or mock Fletcher. He approached Harlee’s siblings with all due respect, offering a heartfelt assurance. “My dear brothers-in-law, I promise you, I will always treasure Harlee and shield her from any harm.”

“Of course!” Fletcher responded immediately, his voice laden with concern. “Remember, if Harlee faces even the slightest trouble, you won’t see her again!”

Rhys responded with conviction, “I will never cause her pain.”

“The future remains uncertain. Just remember, any harm to Harlee and you’ll have us to answer to.” Clint was slightly upset by the situation, as he had planned numerous traditional wedding games, all of which were rejected.

Acknowledging the situation, Rhys nodded in agreement. “Understood. I will always keep Harlee close to my heart.”

Realizing Rhys’ sincere intentions, the group no longer felt it right to trouble him further and signaled that he could continue.

“Go ahead and make your move!” Fletcher encouraged Rhys, a hint of impatience in his voice.

Rhys proceeded with confidence, moving toward the ceremony.

As he crossed the living room, he paused to bow deeply to Lonnie and Skyla, expressing his gratitude for their blessings and for bringing Harlee into his life.

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