Chapter 1289

Chapter 1289:

Just then, Patrick, having stepped out for a nighttime visit to the restroom, approached them, rubbing his eyes. “Harlee, Rhys, what’s happening here?” Rhys responded, his…

Tone cold, Rhys said, “Patrick, round up our men. It’s time to act.”

“Yes!” Patrick responded alertly.

As the night unfolded with its drama, Tania remained quietly on the sidelines, her expression shifting to concern only when Harlee looked her way.

Rhys gently wrapped an arm around Harlee’s waist as they walked at a leisurely pace. Noel and Robbie trailed behind them while Patrick led a larger group in front. Upon Harlee’s and the others’ arrival, Patrick had already tied three of the Clifford’s henchmen.

Tania, preferring not to relive bad memories, chose not to participate in this mission.

Patrick asked as they neared the

rush. Have them lead us to the

He wondered why Harlee, previously so eager for retribution, was delaying action. While he contemplated this, the three bound men said arrogantly, “Hah! Do you think we’d lead you to Mr. Clifford? Keep dreaming!” They believed the Clifford family controlled everything on the

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stepped forward and forcefully crushed

bound man’s agonizing screams filled the air, and soon, the three bound men were left crippled, their fear

the bound men, notably thinner and quaking

him with a stern look. “If

aside, Rhys raised an eyebrow at Harlee’s intense demeanor and playfully squeezed her waist. He mused why she seemed to relish threatening severe repercussions

Harlee maintained her cold stare, leaving even Rhys uncertain of her exact

three bound men trembled, hastening to lead the way, keenly aware of

Harlee followed closely behind.

An anxious voice called out from

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