Chapter 1468:

Harlee crossed her legs, her eyes leisurely meeting Casper’s. She tapped her fingers rhythmically on the armrest and replied nonchalantly, “Firstly, I can gather information about Nola on my own. Secondly, Nola poses no real threat to me. Thirdly, who gave you the audacity to negotiate terms with me?”

Rhys remained silent beside Harlee throughout the exchange, attending to her with a devotion that bordered on worship. One moment, he was feeding her fruit; the next, he was bringing her water to soothe her throat. His every action was a testament to his unwavering focus on her.

Nearby, Patrick, feeling increasingly out of place amidst this overt display of affection, stealthily edged toward Robbie.

Being single, Patrick found the scene before him unbearable. On top of that, it was downright awkward to watch Rhys, the high and mighty leader, behaving like a devoted servant.

Harlee snorted. Who did Casper think he was, trying to set the terms with her?

Casper tilted his head back, his eyes going wide as if they might pop out of their sockets, his body trembling with barely contained fury. Harlee had rejected him! She had actually turned down his proposal.

Casper felt as though he’d been slapped awake by the harsh hand of reality. His body shook uncontrollably as he fixed his gaze on the woman in front of him. The cocky confidence that had once filled his eyes was now replaced with seething rage, a bitterness so deep it was barely contained. Harlee must be pretending. She had to be! With all her skills, how could she possibly let Nola run wild again and again without doing anything? Nola must have something on Harlee—something Harlee was afraid of. There was no way Harlee wouldn’t want to extract information about Nola from him!

Casper tried to console himself, a cold sense of fear gnawed at his insides. Harlee

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turned his stiff, pained face toward Rhys, hoping the man would see the value in any information about Nola. This was his last

tending to Harlee to pay attention to Casper. Whatever Harlee decided, Rhys was on

leaned against the wall, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He pulled out his phone, opened the messaging app, and found the contact labeled “The Boss Lady You Don’t Dare Mess

typing the entire story, from

pilling Casper. His survival chances are looking

back almost

hang in there a little longer and make sure you explain everything

drag from his cigarette, glancing at

aren’t you?” Asking him to go back and explain everything to Harlee was

Margo’s response was swift.

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