BookAmazoneChapter 630 Chapter 630: While Rhys waged his digital war, Harlee scrolled through her own notifications, her expression growing serious.
The video of her rescuing a child had gone viral.
She hadnt expected the moment to be captured, let alone shared widely.
To her surprise, the child turned out to be the daughter of Arthur Patterson, a prominent CEO.
In gratitude, Arthur gifted Harlee a coveted plot of land that Brenton had been eyeing and offered her a second prproperty.
Brenton had explained these details after Harlee returned to the Sanderson estate.
Back at Remson Manor, Harlee frowned at the influx of comments and messaged Ritchie.
Can you gauge the consequences of taking the video down? Ritchie, clearly anticipating her question, promptly replied.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRemoving it wont minimize the impact.
It might even amplify it.
Understood.
Ill handle it, Harlee typed, closing the chat.
Rhys, still glued to his screen, seethed at another audacious comment.
He muttered under his breath, considering how to declare Harlees loyalty to him in no uncertain terms.
For a moment, he was sorely tempted to make a public statement from the companys official account declaring, Harlee belongs to me.
After finishing her messages, Harlee glanced at the trending topics again.
Just as she was about to leave for the Sanderson estate, she received a call from Fletcher.
He rarely called, preferring to stay updated through Coulson.
Whats going on? Fletcher asked, his voice lined with concern.
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Should I step in to take the topic down? Harlee massaged her temples, signaling Rhys that she was heading out. As she walked, she replied, Let it be.
If anyone tries to twist the story, itll be an opportunity to deal with them properly.
Understood, Fletcher replied, his confidence in his sister unwavering.
Among the entire Sanderson clan, her unparalleled abilities stood out, be it her ingenuity, expertise, or sheer physical power.
Knowing she could handle it, Fletcher refrained from saying more and offered a simple reminder.
If you need anything, just reach out.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWill do, Fletcher, she responded.
There was a twhen Harlee would simply say goodbye and leave while Rhys focused on recuperating, bedridden.
Now that he was back on his feet, he insisted on walking her to the car before returning to his intemission.
As Harlee talked with Fletcher through the line, Rhys silently trailed e her.
Once Harlee wrapped up her phone call, she faced Rhys and said, its m freezing out here. Head back inside.
Rhys clasped her hands, gently warming them.
Im fine.
Almost completely recovered.
Harlee shook her head, and he reluctantly stayed by the gate, m watching her stroll toward the garage.
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