Chapter 847:

She nodded quietly, offering no further details. Oaklee seemed to deflate, her energy draining away. She had braced herself for others to be harmed, but never Rhys. Tonya supported Oaklee, looking into her eyes with a silent plea.

“Please, make sure Harlee doesn’t notice your sadness.”

Oaklee glanced toward Harlee.

Beneath Harlee’s subtly lifted eyelashes, her eyes were red, carrying a silent anguish.

Harlee’s cheeks, still tinged pink, showed signs of a recent slap. Oaklee was stunned.

Had Harlee been struck? What exactly had happened? What happened to Rhys? And why had Harlee been slapped?

Though desperate for answers, Oaklee remained silent, unable to bear the thought of Harlee’s breakdown.

when she noticed Harlee calmly resetting her four broken fingers, a confident

if to say, “See?

that moment, she turned back to the fearless Etta once again, entirely untroubled

hurt her because of

What were a few slaps? A bit

peak, Harlee made her move. With slow, deliberate precision, she began severing Etta’s tendons,

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ashen face with detachment,

“Not afraid of death?”

the air, staring at it in shock. Veins stood out on her forehead, sweat streamed down her face, and her twisted expression became increasingly

bloodshot with pain and fear, desperately searched

but also severed her tendons, all after reattaching her fingers just moments before, making it seem as though she had never been hurt. Wasn’t Harlee supposed to refrain from harming her for her mother’s sake? Why cut her tendons now? Especially when it was clear her pinky

along not to release her, but rather to torment her and relish in

thoughts spiraled into disarray, overwhelmed by unbearable

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