Chapter 1109:

Christopher watched as Rhys’ complexion shifted from pale to flushed. Rhys’ lips occasionally tightened, and his forehead creased. It didn’t seem like he was plotting—just visibly unsettled.

This was a version of Rhys that Christopher recognized all too well. Over the past three years, Rhys had frequently faced this kind of strain, particularly when Anika and Eugenia made bold moves that Rhys struggled to counter. That familiar expression was always the result.

And more often than not, Christopher bore the brunt of it.

Instinctively, Christopher stepped back, but Rhys caught him mid-movement.

“Come here.” Rhys’ voice was ice-cold.

Swallowing his nerves, Christopher stepped forward quickly.

“Mr. Green.”

sharp gaze locked onto

Harlee,

this time.” For the past two days, Christopher had sidestepped answering directly, as if Rhys’ once-loyal confidant had become nothing more than

stare. With no room to evade further, he replied earnestly, “Harlee is extraordinarily competent.” As Christopher spoke,

now on

leaving adversaries a chance to strike back. She’s unmatched in ensuring her team’s safety, always shielding them from harm without hesitation.” Christopher’s words carried the weight of genuine respect for Harlee, drawn from experiences he had witnessed firsthand while serving in the shadows. That respect was the reason he had

doesn’t have any flaws?” Rhys questioned,

hesitation, Christopher responded, “Are you hoping

voice sharp and cold, betraying a hint of lingering hostility toward

any lengths

whatever doubts you may harbor, her devotion

softened with sincerity, hoping his words would pacify Rhys’ simmering

that Rhys, still unstable, might act impulsively as he had before,

Rhys cared for Harlee, Christopher felt it was his

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