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

Chapter 1455:

Harlee threatened softly, “If I find you looking ragged or ill upon your return, I won’t let it slide.”

Rhys’ lips twitched upwards, his tone light.

“Understood, babe. Try not to pine too much for me back home.”

“I miss you immensely,” Harlee articulated each word distinctly.

Rhys’ heart leapt, and he murmured tenderly, “Lee, I miss you too.”noveldrama

Harlee planned to seek him out the next day. She kept her plan to herself and responded, “I know. Go to bed early. Sleep well.”

“Good night,” Rhys wished her a restful night.

Benjamin and Emilia’s wedding unfolded in a resplendent church, attended by luminaries from across the globe, lending the event a veneer of grandeur.

Impatience coloring his tone, Benjamin queried Emilia, “Are you certain the invite was dispatched? Why hasn’t that scoundrel Thiago shown up yet?”

Emilia’s response was shaky, her complexion paling.

“I did send it. I’m just as clueless about his absence.”

A sycophant close to Benjamin piped up, ingratiatingly suggesting, “Mr. Welch, perhaps Thiago is intimidated and dares not appear! Given your eminent status, he’s merely a shadow in comparison.”

Benjamin’s ire cooled somewhat. He reminisced about his narrow escape years ago in a speedboat, vowing then to exact vengeance on Thiago and the despicable Harlee by his side. Had Harlee not massacred those passengers carrying germs on that cruise ship, causing him to lose his cache of biochemical weapons, he would have reigned supreme over Uwhor by now, unchallenged.

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Benjamin had plans in store for Thiago. Should Thiago dare show up, the assassins lying in wait would deal with him. If Thiago abstained, then both Thiago and the detestable Harlee would still meet their demise. The mastermind behind his plot had assured him that adhering to her plan would quench his thirst for revenge.

Despite everything, Harlee’s beauty was etched in Benjamin’s memory, unforgettably so. He intended to make her pay dearly once she ended up at his mercy.

Yet, as the wedding neared its conclusion without any word from his assassins and Thiago was nowhere in sight, a sense of urgency gripped Benjamin.

Just as Benjamin was about to contact the architect of his scheme, the church doors burst open with a resounding bang, kicked in by four people’s feet.

A familiar voice echoed through the hallowed space.

“Benjamin, I’m here!”

It was Thiago, his voice booming through a megaphone.

At the sound of Thiago’s voice, Benjamin’s fists clenched, his eyes scanning the newcomers. Only five people? They dared to stir trouble with such scant numbers? Wait…

A realization dawned on Benjamin—the assassins he had deployed were ineffectual. This quintet had breezed through their defenses unscathed. Panic began to set in.

He fumbled for his phone.

“They’re here! Save me now. I don’t want to die! Your assassins couldn’t stop them at all.”

“Worthless!” The cold, furious tone from the other end of the line pierced the air before the call abruptly ended.

“She abandoned me?” Benjamin’s face registered shock as he stared at his now silent phone, struggling to comprehend the reality of betrayal. Slowly, but painfully, the realization settled in—he had been nothing but a pawn in her game.

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