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 the

a standard room. Though frail, her calm demeanor and casual tone made it seem as if she were inquiring

over to Matteo’s base as undercover agents,” Rhys replied, his voice icy as he mentioned them. If those turncoats hadn’t planted the bomb and conspired with Matteo’s men, Harlee and her group could have

lost mobility, Bart wouldn’t have succumbed to

Rhys’ growing frustration. She whispered, her voice trembling, “Rhys…

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 no regard

the weight of his words, closed her eyes in

rant—her quietness was a

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

had been unconscious for an entire week? Her foggy mind suddenly sharpened,

in annoyance. Why was she always like this? Exhaling, he rubbed his temple and finally muttered,

pallid face grew determined as she struggled upright. Though

steady her, but she moved too quickly, leaving his

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