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

Chapter 1040:

Clad only in a thin white robe loosely tied at the waist, his sculpted chest partially visible, Rhys radiated an effortless allure.

Harlee swallowed reflexively, quickly averting her gaze as her expression hardened.

At that moment, the atmosphere grew icy, cold enough to send an involuntary shiver through anyone nearby.

“What’s the meaning of this, Mr. Green?” Harlee asked.

“I felt sticky after dinner,” Rhys replied with casual indifference, the lie slipping from him effortlessly.

But Harlee wasn’t fooled. She decided not to bother with whether he intended to stay and instead focused on something Tonya had mentioned earlier about Rhys capturing Matteo.

“How did you happen to show up at the villa that day?”

“Coincidence,” Rhys replied nonchalantly, fiddling with his phone.

After adjusting the interface, he tossed the phone to her.

“Your answer is here.”

Surprised, Harlee took the phone, her eyes lighting up as she scanned the screen. Rhys always knew what she wanted to know most.

The phone screen revealed a scene resembling a live feed from a dim cellar. The surroundings were damp and foreboding, with Matteo collapsed on the floor.

His face was ghostly, his expression twisted in agony, and his breaths shallow.

His attire was shredded, riddled with bullet punctures. It was evident he had endured numerous gunshots.

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Just as Harlee lifted her gaze to speak, a figure entered the frame.

A man in combat boots delivered a brutal kick to Matteo and then pressed his heel into Matteo’s hand, grinding down mercilessly. The dim basement reverberated with Matteo’s anguished cries.

Matteo, utterly degraded, pleaded for mercy.

His sharp, once-dominant eyes had dulled to shadows of despair.

“Give me a quick end! I’ll give you money, everything you want. Just kill me!” His voice cracked with sobs.

Days of ceaseless torment and gunfire had worn him to the brink. Matteo didn’t know the identity of his enemy, but he understood they wouldn’t let him off the hook easily. To him, a swift death was preferable to enduring this hell.

“Isn’t this the legendary Matteo? Why is he pleading for mercy now?” a man trailing behind jeered.

Another laughed coldly and chimed in, “Hah! He looks like a filthy stray now!”

Matteo groaned hoarsely, clinging to the last shreds of coherence.

“Yes… I’m a filthy stray…” His spirit was nearly crushed. The bullets carried toxins, and only his resilience had kept him from spiraling into madness.noveldrama

Summoning his remaining strength, Matteo propped himself up, sinking to his knees to beg.

“Please…

End this. I’ll give you wealth, endless riches, everything I own…”

The two exchanged mocking glances.

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Message from Noah: Double chapters to make up for last friday dear readers! God loves you, and Noah wishes you all the best! (=◡=) /

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