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

Chapter 1083:

The woman studied the photo intently.

After a brief pause, she nodded with certainty.

“Yes, I do. The house I own nearby was bought by him.”

The revelation that Rhys had purchased a nearby villa left Harlee momentarily bewildered.

Despite having asked the same question to countless people over the past few days, with every answer coming back negative—nobody recognizing Rhys or having seen him—this woman’s confirmation took Harlee by surprise.

Harlee quickly regained her composure, clearing her thoughts in less than three seconds. She fixed her gaze on the middle-aged woman and asked, “Could you take me to him?”

Initially, Harlee had planned to ask for Rhys’ address, but realizing her unfamiliarity with the area, she decided it was wiser to be guided directly.

The middle-aged woman hesitated, her expression shifting to one of slight caution.

“What is your relationship with him?”

Without hesitation, Harlee answered, “I’m his fiancée.” Since learning the full story from Noel, Harlee had come to terms with her feelings for Rhys.

The woman studied Harlee for a moment before her face lit up with recognition.

“Oh, yes! I’ve seen your picture at Mr. Green’s house!” she exclaimed with a warm smile, reaching out to take Harlee’s hand.

“You two lovebirds are quarreling, aren’t you?”

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The woman recalled her visit to Rhys’ house, which had left a lasting impression on her. The stark black, white, and gray decor stood out in her mind, with its minimalistic furnishings and an overwhelming number of photos featuring the same woman—Harlee. It was clear to her that only someone deeply in love would decorate their home in such a way.

As a result, she didn’t feel the need to ask about the reasons for Rhys purchasing the villa.

Confidently, the woman patted her chest.

“No worries, I’ll guide you to him.”

Harlee offered a faint smile but chose not to speak. Thirty minutes later, they arrived at a villa designed in the distinctive Asmain style.

“I need to take care of something, so I’ll leave you here. Just press the doorbell, and you’re good to go,” the middle-aged woman said.

“Thank you,” Harlee replied.

The middle-aged woman waved cheerfully and even gave Harlee an encouraging thumbs-up.

Harlee couldn’t help but return the woman’s warm gesture with a bright, engaging smile.

The woman paused for a moment, spellbound by Harlee’s smile, before whispering to herself, “It’s clear why that man is so smitten with her.

Even I, a married woman, feel a little stirred…”

“What is it?” Harlee asked, sensing something unusual.

The woman laughed softly, brushing it off.

“Nothing.

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Harlee, unaware of the woman’s thoughts, simply watched as she walked away. Once the woman was out of sight, Harlee turned her attention back to the entrance of the villa.

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