?Chapter 775:


    Harlee, we are soon to be family.


    Feel free to stop by the old house for a game of backgammon, and if you ever need anything, you know where to find me.


    As for today’s game, I was careless. Next time, I won’t make it so easy for you to win!”


    Harlee immediately stood, smiling and nodding.


    “Sure.”


    Content, Nathaniel turned toward the door. Just as he reached the door of the study, he stopped and looked back at Rhys.


    “Save some of those shrimp for me. I’ll eat themter, understood?”


    Rhys chuckled, unable to hold back.


    “Got it.”


    Harlee and Rhys saw Nathaniel off.


    Before Nathaniel got into the car, a yful glint sparkled in his eyes.


    He decided to regain some of the dignity he had lost in the earlier exchange at Rhys’ expense.


    Leaning close to Harlee, he whispered with a sly grin, “Harlee, I have videos and pictures of Rhys insisting on wearing dresses to school when he was little. Next time you visit, I’ll secretly show you.”


    Harlee stifled augh, her eyes twinkling.


    “Alright,” she whispered back.


    Standing nearby with a scowl, Rhys couldn’t help himself.


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    “Grandpa, I can hear you!”


    Nathaniel shot Rhys a nce, gave a yful snort, and left with his head held high.


    Once Nathaniel was gone, Harlee grinned and lightly lifted Rhys’ chin, her eyes teasing.


    “Is that true? You insisted on wearing dresses to school?”


    Rhys grabbed her hand gently, catching her yfulness.


    “If you really want to see me in dresses, I don’t mind alluring you with a bit of my charm.”


    Harlee’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she wrapped her arms around his waist, raising an eyebrow.


    “Charm me? Wow! Can I witness it today?”


    Rhys paused for a moment and then casually draped his arm around Harlee’s slender waist as they strolled inside.


    “That’s a special perk for my wife only.


    For now, you’ll have to settle for my childhood antics.”


    Harlee leaned into his embrace, gazing up at him with a smile.


    “Show me once I marry you.”


    “Alright, you can do whatever you wish with me when that timees,” Rhys replied, his chin resting softly on Harlee’s head.


    His eyes sparkled with happiness as he pictured the future home they would build together. It was a vision of pure bliss.


    The next day, Harlee delivered a long-anticipated lecture to the students of the Aerospace Mechanical Engineering Department at Baythorn University.


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