Chapter 436: Chapter 436

Chapter 436:

This acknowledgment halted Clint momentarily before he responded with a smirk, playfully tapping Harlee’s nose.

“Just you wait. I’ve planned a fantastic surprise for you tonight when we return home.”

To avoid any potential jealousy from Skyla, Clint hurriedly added, “And there’s something in store for you too, Mom!”

This assurance brought a smile to Skyla’s face. Of all her children, it was her third and fourth who charmed her effortlessly, truly capturing the spirit of motherhood. The others, in contrast, were either overly smart or hardly worth the trouble.

Skyla encouraged Clint to take his seat.

Clint complied, reluctantly bidding them farewell.

Kelley, seated directly behind him, greeted him warmly, but he responded only with a grunt, not bothering to look back.

For a quick moment, Kelley’s face contorted with irritation, but she quickly regained her composed and elegant demeanor as the camera zoomed in on her, earning adoration from those watching the livestream.

At six o’clock, amidst the evening rush, Rhys had just wrapped up a video call with Bart while riding in the McLaren to the Spheredale gala. Turning slightly, Patrick, the driver, said, “Mr. Green, an accident up ahead has caused a five-mile traffic jam. Shall we continue to the event?”

Patrick had no idea Harlee would be making an appearance today. Within three seconds, Rhys replied coldly, “We should proceed!”

Patrick found himself at a loss for words.

The event at Spheredale continued.

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Finding the later parts of the evening dull, Harlee escaped to the balcony for a breath of fresh air. It was then that a message from Rhys buzzed in.

She wrote her reply swiftly.

“It’s dreadfully dull here. Really, don’t rush over if the traffic’s bad.”

Rhys’s reply came quickly.

“No worries. I’ll navigate through the traffic and pick you up to go home.”

Recalling how Clint had been looking her way earlier, Harlee smiled wryly and typed, “That might not be possible…” She sent a candid snapshot of Clint.

“He might teach you a lesson.”

Rhys responded with a puppy eyes emoji, looking utterly pitiful.

Laughing, Harlee wondered where Rhys had picked up such tricks.

“Hey, who was that internet sensation?” Suddenly, a sharp voice cut through Harlee’s amusement. Looking up, Harlee’s gaze hardened slightly as she recognized the speaker.

Though she had noticed Kelley’s vengeful stare earlier, she had chosen to ignore it to keep her family from worrying.

Feigning astonishment, Kelley watched Harlee and laughed mockingly.

“Isn’t this the lady who greeted Clint? I mistook you for someone of significance, but you’re merely a pretender in cheap imitations.” Having initially been cautious, Kelley now looked down on Harlee with disgust, scoffing at her necklace, which was actually valued at over twenty million.

She felt Harlee was a pretender in cheap imitations.

An actress close to Kelley asked, “Who is she, anyway? How does someone dressed so cheaply even get in here?”

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