Chapter 1200:

“Understood, I’ll handle it with care.” Christopher gazed at Harlee’s and Rhys’ pale, nearly lifeless forms before shifting his gaze to the enemies. The nerve of these assassins going after Rhys and Harlee! They were courting their own death.

To avoid further complications, Tonya opted for a hidden route down the mountain, navigating the rugged and thorny terrain. She ensured Rhys and Harlee were well-guarded throughout their descent.

They finally reached the base of the mountain, and that was when Harlee came to. Upon opening her eyes, her look was one of panic and concern, which only subsided when she locked eyes with Tonya. They had survived.

“Where’s Rhys?” Harlee asked quietly.

“He’s in the vehicle behind us,” Tonya answered.

“We split up because we were unsure if Christopher could manage on his own. Robbie’s speeding toward Remson Manor as we speak.”

Relieved by the update, Harlee closed her eyes to rest. The ordeal had left her utterly depleted, and her body was at its limit.

both groups safely arrived at Remson Manor, though Rhys was still

held Rhys’ hand, constantly checking his temperature to ensure his condition was due to exhaustion and

to react to the cold touch of Harlee’s hand, his brow furrowing

to stir, waking to find himself alone in the room. Where

upright, the room spinning

starts

the handle

of her plan, but because Waylon lost his composure

swiftly disabled the entire Salazar family’s network and leaked Waylon’s secrets

awaited the fallout, she heard stumbling sounds

face ghostly white and etched with pain as he struggled toward

alright?” he

to assist Rhys in sitting down on the sofa. Seeing that he was only slightly weak but otherwise unharmed brought her

anger. She sat next to him, her

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