?Chapter 918:


    Belinda beamed.


    “Alright, settle down, you two. No more quarreling.


    Dinner’s ready.”


    In thest three years, with Harlee’s help in smoothing things over, the rtionship between Nathaniel, Jose, and Belinda had grown more peaceful, and the Green household began to feel like a true home.


    Not wanting Harlee to go hungry, Nathaniel urged her to eat first.


    Belinda had long treated Harlee as if she were her own child, consistently offering her food and speaking to her with warmth.


    Jose’s view of Harlee had shifted since the day she became part of the Green family. Initially, he had bought into the gossip spread by Hale, believing that Harlee was causing division and would tear the family apart.


    However, over time, her integrity and the bravery she showed by marrying into the Green family won his respect, and he began to consider her one of his own.


    Still, Jose wasn’t good with words, often uttering simple phrases like, “Look after yourself,”


    “Don’t overwork,” and “If you need help, juste to me.”


    During the meal, Nathaniel refrained from lecturing like he once did, and the mood at the table was light and rxed.


    After dinner, the four of them moved to the living room to chitchat. Nathaniel suggested, “How nice it is to set up the chessboard and enjoy a game.” He nced at Harlee, silently extending an invitation.


    Harlee responded with a clear look, signaling that she wasn’t interested.


    Every journey starts at g?lnσν????s﹒??о??


    Nathaniel’s expression shifted. Just as he was about to try convincing Harlee to y, she suddenly said, “Rhys is back.”


    Her statement startled the others.


    Without hesitation, Harlee continued, “I saw him by the restaurant entrance yesterday.


    He was with a girlfriend…”


    Before she could finish, Nathaniel’s angry voice boomed, “Girlfriend? That couldn’t be Rhys! It must have been someone who underwent surgery to look like him!”


    Belinda chimed in, “Exactly, if Rhys hadn’t…


    “Lost his memory? He would havee to find you first, Harlee.


    Do you think you might have been mistaken yesterday?” Frowning, Jose said thoughtfully, “Harlee has sharp eyes, so it’s unlikely she made a mistake.


    But there could be some misunderstanding, or maybe Rhys has lost his memory?”


    Harlee had anticipated their reactions. She took a deep breath and responded calmly, “He hasn’t lost his memory.” Harlee sighed. Rhys had simply moved on and left her behind.


    The atmosphere in the living room was charged with thick tension.


    Suddenly, the butler burst in, barely containing his excitement.


    “Good news! Mr. Rhys Green is still alive! He’s returned…”


    Momentster, Rhys stepped through the doorway, his hand sped tightly around Anika’s.


    “Grandpa, Dad, Mom…” he announced, his tone level and utterly devoid of the warmth one would expect from such a long-awaited reunion.


    Harlee tilted her head, surprise flickering in her eyes as she observed Anika.


    .


    .


    .