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    But when it came to Jose…


    When Harlee lifted her gaze, she locked eyes with Jose. Was that disgust? Contempt? Malice?


    Harlee instinctively narrowed her eyes, her brow furrowing. This was her first encounter with Jose.


    Even if he disliked her, did he need to make it so tantly obvious? Something about his hostility felt off, and she resolved to have Ritchie look into it once she returned home. She didn’t n to involve Rhys, though—this was something she intended to handle quietly on her own.


    Turning her focus back to the present, Harlee observed as Belinda and Jose bickered, their exchanges osciting between quarrels and disys of affection. Unable to resist, she remarked, “Ree, your parents are something else. They’re full of energy and seem to have quite the passionate rtionship.”


    Having already deciphered how to win Belinda over and thoroughly offended Jose, Harlee saw no reason to hold back. She voiced her thoughts about the couple without sugarcoating, her sharp honesty cutting through the room. Respect wasn’t something she wasted on elders who didn’t earn it. If Jose weren’t Rhys’ father, she might have dealt with his hostility more directly—perhaps even forcefully.


    Rhys remained unfazed by herments, his tone steady as he replied, “Yeah, they’re quite the spectacle. Just think of it as watching a drama. If it gets too exhausting, we can head back to Remson Manor. Their approval doesn’t matter as long as my grandpa is on our side.”


    To Rhys, his true family consisted only of his grandfather and his married aunt.


    “Do you not like your parents?” Harlee’s words were phrased as a question, but the certainty in her tone made it clear she already knew the answer.


    Rhys didn’t deny it.


    “I could live without them.”


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    Harlee turned her attention to Rhys, who was calmly peeling an orange, meticulously removing every bit of pith before offering a slice to her.


    Her expression grew thoughtful.


    Had something happened to him to create such a rift? As the questions swirled in her mind, Rhys finished preparing a slice and held it up to her lips.


    Meeting her concerned yet probing gaze, he said slowly, “I’ll exin everything when we get back to Remson Manor.” Although it wasn’t a pleasant story, he had promised not to keep anything from her.


    Harlee said nothing, but her hand tightened around his.


    Jose and Belinda fought for ten minutes, and then, without missing a beat, turned affectionate for another ten. Their clothes were a little rumpled, but neither seemed the least bit embarrassed. It was no wonder they made such a perfect pair.


    After a while, Jose and Belinda retreated to their room to freshen up, only to return momentster.


    Belinda looked as though she had already epted Harlee as her daughter-inw. Noticing Jose still wearing a sour expression, she stepped in to shield Harlee from his unweing gaze.


    Belinda felt Harlee was no ordinary woman, having produced jewelry and dresses that she had never seen before. She couldn’t afford to let Jose scare Harlee off.


    Jose was left speechless.


    Had his wife beenpletely charmed already? Wasn’t she the one who had sworn she would rather marry any woman to their son than let a Sanderson girl into the family?


    Jose cleared his throat, subtly hoping his wife would notice and understand.


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