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    Before finishing, she assigned arge amount of basic homework to the three hundred students, announcing that in her next lecture, she would randomly select a few lucky students to answer questions. Those who answered them all correctly would be rewarded with an early internship at the National Aerospace Agency, where they would work directly under her guidance.


    As Rhys’ ck Rolls-Royce Phantom glided into the Baythorn University parking lot, Harlee was stepping out of the auditorium. The moment she spotted Rhys’ car, she walked over and opened the door before sending a quick message to Robbie, asking him to drive her car back.


    Rhys turned to assist Harlee with her seatbelt, his fingers brushing against her hands in aforting gesture.


    “I know you’re cold. Let me warm your hands.”


    Harlee lifted her gaze, a yful smile curling on her lips as she pulled her hands from Rhys’ and mischievously slid them over his well-defined abs.


    “I like this better. It’s both enjoyable and fun.”


    A low groan escaped Rhys’ lips as a strange, irresistible sensation swept through him.


    Satisfied with the yful exchange, Harlee picked up the drink Rhys had prepared for her. She smiled and teased, “Drive on, my personal driver.”


    Rhys couldn’t look away.


    Her eyes, dark as the night, captivated him like nothing else.


    At that moment, they were the only thing that seemed to matter.


    A faint smile curled at the corners of his lips, his voice smooth with charm.


    “Alright, honey.”


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    Harlee paused for a moment, her gaze inexplicably drawn to the motion of Rhys’ Adam’s apple as it moved up and down with each breath. She couldn’t help but swallow.


    In those moments when Rhys was effortlessly alluring, Harlee found herself defenseless. The only thought that filled her mind was the desire to possess him.


    Rhys caught the subtle movement in her throat, a smug smile spreading across his face.


    He leaned in closer, ready to make his move, when suddenly, his phone rang. With little to discuss with Belinda, Rhys pressed the answer button, activating the speakerphone at the same time.


    “Rhys, I heard you are living with Harlee. Oh my, is it true? If so, I’ll need to start nning your engagement party.”


    Rhys called out with mild exasperation, “Mom,” but before he could continue, Sk’s voice interrupted his thoughts.


    “An engagement party? Jade, didn’t you say today was just about easing the tension between us? How did we get from that to nning an engagement party? Let me set the record straight. Lonnie and I aren’t nning to marry Harlee off anytime soon!”


    Rhys and Harlee exchanged a knowing nce. They continued to listen as the heated argument on the other end of the line raged on.


    Gradually, Belinda’s eloquence overpowered Sk.


    “So, it’s settled. We will pick a day to visit the Sanderson family and formally discuss the marriage of our children.” Then, as if suddenly remembering Rhys was still on the call, Belinda’s voice brightened.


    “Rhys, did you catch all that? Start preparing for the wedding! Once we choose a date, we will meet the Sanderson family to finalize the details.”


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