Chapter 1590:

The secretary glanced at Barry, knowing he was clearly provoking Harlee. Worrying about assassins was reasonable, but bringing up Kareem and doubting Harlee’s ability to keep her identity hidden? That was bound to get a reaction.

The only sound was the chime of Harlee’s game announcing victory. She finally looked up, slipping her phone into her pocket. Her dark eyes met Barry’s, cold enough to send a shiver down his spine.

“Oh? And?” Her tone was casual, an eyebrow raised.

The secretary stiffened. Harlee’s attitude was outright insolent.

The secretary couldn’t help but shudder. If she had a choice, she would have bolted out of the room and pretended she had never heard a word. Harlee was playing with fire, wasn’t she? The level of disrespect she showed toward Barry was downright audacious.

If Barry’s temper snapped, would

second, his gaze locking onto Harlee’s playful smirk. He let out a dry chuckle, the

“Well… Nothing. Just asking.”

“Oh, right—about the banquet the day after tomorrow. How many groups of assassins and terrorists are expected? Think you can

head as he searched for an escape route to lighten the mood. Uncrossing

you questioning my skills? Should I give you

Barry still dared not let his fury show. He knew all too well that Harlee possessed both the skill and the means to

alone pose a real threat to his life. And besides, if he uttered even a single unnecessary word, she might actually kill him. Harlee was a force to be reckoned with, a storm wrapped in silk. Even Matteo, the iron-fisted ruler who had controlled half of Uwhor for decades, had met his downfall at her hands. Compared to him, Barry—the president of Gruinia—was

room. Barry had already swallowed his pride once, and he couldn’t afford to bow his head again. Instead, he turned sharply

she—a mere secretary—supposed to do? Reciting a motivational speech and hoping for a miracle?

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