Chapter 1035


Chapter 1035:

“What happened to the others?”

“Relax. They’re recovering in nearby rooms. No lives were lost—aside from the traitor who planted the bombs,” Rhys replied with detached calm.

Honestly, Ritchie was now confined to a wheelchair, Bart was unresponsive, and the others fared better, with fractures being their worst outcomes.

Harlee remained in critical condition, and Rhys hadn’t had the heart to deliver the full truth to her just yet.

When Harlee heard that the others were alive, she exhaled deeply, a flicker of relief crossing her face.

they found

spent five days in intensive care and another two recovering in a standard room. Though frail, her calm

base as undercover agents,” Rhys replied, his voice icy as he mentioned them. If those turncoats hadn’t planted the bomb

been shot, Ritchie wouldn’t have lost mobility, Bart wouldn’t have succumbed to

frustration. She whispered, her voice trembling, “Rhys… Thank

mind

seemed to have struck a nerve as Rhys, seated nearby, shot her a sharp look. Sarcasm dripped from his tone, masking the concern beneath. Only God knew how much it had pained him to watch her recklessly charge into danger, fists against bullets, with

words, closed her

him rant—her quietness was a truce

realize how grim it was back then…” Rhys rambled on, but Harlee only latched onto

unconscious for an entire week? Her foggy mind suddenly sharpened, and her gaze darted around

this? Exhaling, he rubbed his temple and finally muttered, “We’re back home. I know you hate staying overseas, so once you

pallid face grew determined as she struggled upright. Though the effort sent pain radiating through her body, she refused

steady her, but she moved too quickly, leaving his hand hovering in

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