Chapter 1652: In the car, Elva sat in the front seat, her posture as proper as a child who had just learned to sit correctly. She kept silent, feeling as though she were under strict supervision, yet her curiosity compelled her to sneak peeks at Harlee and Rhys in the backseat.
Elva was puzzled. What on earth was happening here? As someone who had experienced many of the world's wonders, the events of the day left her in awe. The only word that seemed to fit was "Wow!" It was utterly incredible.
Harlee's husband had merely glanced at Karl, and Karl looked like he was about to kneel. The thought alone was astonishing to Elva. Karl's respectful demeanor toward Harlee's husband was quite shocking.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer curiosity about the background of Harlee's husband deepened. Even Karl, who paid little heed to someone as significant as the Duke of Mylo, seemed ready to kneel at a mere look from him. Had she really stumbled into the company of such a prominent figure? Could this encounter possibly allow the antibiotics she had developed to benefit Mogluylia? Pondering this, Elva gathered her courage and started, "Um..." Patrick, who was driving, quietly observed Elva. His expression grew thoughtful. No wonder Fleming had fallen for her. She was indeed remarkable. Even after witnessing Rhys' commanding presence, she still had the guts to engage with him.
Harlee, comfortably nestled in Rhys' arms, noticed Elva's anxious glances from the front seat and decided to ease her nerves.
"Don't be nervous. He is my husband, Rhys Green. He doesn't bite." Rhys offered a warm smile and affectionately pinched Harlee's palm, his expression both adoring and slightly amused. Elva was her friend and Fleming's future wife. Of course, he wouldn't bite.
Lotest чhopters in gal.co Elva managed a nervous smile, which looked more like a grimace, and her voice was a bit stiff as she introduced herself, "Hello, my nis Elva Patterson." Despite feeling intimidated by Rhys' imposing presence, Elva summoned her courage for the sake of letting the antibiotics she had developed benefit Mogluylia.
"Harlee, are you and your husband very influential? More so than the Duke of Mylo?" Harlee, lounging comfortably in Rhys' arms, propped her head on her hand and playfully nudged Rhys' stomach with her elbow.
"Hey, can you outmaneuver the Duke of Mylo?" Elva was taken aback. Why did Harlee pose such a question after hearing her words? She hadn't indicated anything about toppling the Duke of Mylo. Elva hastily said, "Um, no, that's not what I meant..." Before Elva could finish, Rhys' deep, resonant voice filled the car.
"Lee, you wantto dethrone the Duke of Mylo? He has his hands in many affairs. Displacing him could take at least a month." Elva was dumbstruck.
No wonder Harlee and Rhys were a match. They both jumped to grand conclusions.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWorried that they might seriously consider such a drastic action, Elva quickly interjected, "Stop." Everyone in the car, including Patrick, who was watching through the rearview mirror, turned their attention to Elva.
Realizing she had just boldly told two influential figures to halt, Elva's ears flushed with embarrassment m Pushing past her discomfort, she hurried to clarify, "Um... I was just wondering if, given your influence, you might be able to assist in getting these important antibiotics back to Mogluylia?" Harlee and Rhys shared a glance. They knew better than anyone how important the successful development of antibiotics was to their country.
"What happened?" Harlee inquired gently.
Elva then explained her accidental discovery of new antibiotics and how she had developed into a viable medicine, hoping they would appreciate the potential impact of her work.
Elva stressed that her original plan was to quietly send the new antibiotics back to Mogluyla through ajjunior However, constrained by Mylo, who controlled her movements, she was forced to relinquish the antibiotics to the junior instead.