Chapter 1248

Chapter 1248:

Another month passed, and Harlee’s strategies had effectively cornered Waylon. On one quiet night, Waylon was alone in his villa abroad. The ground…

The floor was eerily silent, with windows wide open. Waylon sat on the living room sofa, methodically arranging his weapons. His focus remained on the task at hand, ignoring his subordinate who was relaying the latest failed plan from his laptop. After sterilizing the final dagger, Waylon snapped the laptop shut. He stood, daggers in hand, and moved stealthily into the night.

The villa grounds were unusually quiet, the usual delegation of guards and hired assassins eerily absent.

Opening the front door, Waylon spotted a familiar silhouette. A subtle smile appeared on his face as he returned to the living room, turned on the lights, and settled confidently into his chair to make coffee. He placed two cups on the coffee table, sipping from one.

Everything appeared peaceful.

But as he reached to refill his cup, a sudden flash left him holding only broken pieces.

his chair, eyeing the arrivals casually. “Miss Sanderson, I was beginning to wonder how much longer

Lɑτєѕτ cнαρτєrs 𝑖n g𝓪l𝗇ovєl𝑠.𝓬o𝓶

swiftly threw a

effortlessly, merely

shoulder, pulling him from

speed. He hadn’t expected her to become this skillful in only four months. She had grown significantly more formidable

his hand snapping forward with lethal

he considered a fatal attack was trivial for Harlee.

Waylon’s chest sent him staggering,

gasped in shock, unable to take his eyes off Harlee. “How did you gain such

to believe that Harlee had secretly poisoned him than to admit she had outmatched

she kicked Waylon, her disgust clear. “Do you honestly

the halls. Rhys’

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