Chapter 663:
Concerned for Clintâs well-being, Fleming had updated Skyla on his condition upon leaving the room.
Now, Clint found himself on the way to the hospital, accompanied by Skyla. Lonnie, who always listened to his wife, naturally had no objections. Their intricate plan, originally designed to challenge and provoke Rhys, now rested solely on the shoulders of Lonnie, Fleming, and Fletcher.
Yet, their shared affection for Harlee assured that the trio was more than capable of handling the task.
Lonnie, Fleming, and Fletcher entered the study, and Rhys wasted no time presenting the carefully selected gifts he had prepared, each one more thoughtful than the last. Rhysâ gesture was so sincere it was hard to resist.
Lonnie accepted the gifts with a neutral expression, even taking a dozen gift boxes Rhys had prepared for other Sanderson family members, claiming he would deliver them personally.
Despite his outwardly composed demeanor, Lonnie couldnât contain his curiosity about what Rhys had chosen for the rest of the family.
He was eager to know the depth of Rhysâ thoughtfulness.
Fleming and Fletcher, who had initially resolved to test Rhys rigorously until he proved himself worthy of Harlee, were eventually swayed.
Each thought to themselves, âWell, Rhys doesnât seem that bad.
His thoughtful gifts and respectful demeanor show he is serious about Harlee.â
Lonnie cleared his throat, prompting the others to straighten up.
He then spoke in a cool, measured voice, âI can tell youâre serious about Harlee through all these gifts. If you can pass the tests set by Fleming and Fletcher, Iâll invite you back another time.â
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âUnderstood,â Rhys replied, his tone serious.
Lonnie shot Rhys a cold glance, stood up without a word, and walked out, not forgetting to take his gifts with him.
Fleming nearly let his hand slip from his knee, noting how obvious Lonnieâs eagerness to unwrap the gifts had been. Well, if he had the freedom to leave like that, he would probably rush to open his gifts too.
Fleming, the eldest present, cleared his throat, mimicking Lonnieâs gesture.
âFletcherâs the youngest in our family, so he will give you the first challenge. If you canâtâ¦â
Before Fleming could finish, Fletcher eagerly cut in.
âIf you want to be Harleeâs boyfriend, being merely charming and thoughtful wonât cut it! Patience is also crucial! Letâs go fishing.â
âIf you catch a fish before I do, you pass my test.
Deal?â Fletcher said, his confidence unmistakable.
Fletcher was known for his undisputed fishing skills.
For Rhys to catch a fish before Fletcher, he would need an extraordinary stroke of luck or a downright miracle. Yet, Rhys agreed, his determination clear.
âSure, but Iâve never fished in winter before. I might need to learn first.â
Fleming was taken aback.
He hadnât expected Rhys to agree without hesitation. Was it sheer devotion to Harlee, or was it just overconfidence?
Fletcher let out a dismissive snort.
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