Chapter 1597:

Barry, on the other hand, was on edge the entire ride back, his nerves strung tight like a bowstring. The notion of assassins and terrorists launching a coordinated attack gnawed at him.

Harlee, utterly unfazed, cast him a glance laced with mild impatience.

“They’re all dead. What exactly are you panicking about?”

“What?” Barry’s eyes widened in sheer disbelief.

“Are you telling me those assassins—and the terrorists—are gone? Just like that?”

Too disinterested to waste words, Harlee simply pulled up a selectively edited screenshot of Judson’s report and forwarded it to Barry via WhatsApp.

“See for yourself. Now let me rest.”

Without another word, she stepped out of the opulent suite and made her way to her own room.

The moment her hand grasped the doorknob, her keen senses picked up on a presence near the floor-to-ceiling window. A silhouette—tall, still, almost merging with the shadows. She paused, narrowing her eyes briefly at the figure, and then proceeded inside, her movements fluid and unbothered.

it out?” She reclined onto the sofa,

his gaze flickered toward her.

you took on

Lατєѕτ ϲнαρτєrs ιn g?l?ovєl?.?om

Even if she hadn’t uncovered everything yet, it was only a matter of time before the pieces fell into place. He had no

“That was quite early.”

crossed her legs, her demeanor cool as ever. She arched a brow, extending a delicate hand, motioning him forward with a single

crouching

lazy sort of curiosity, Harlee traced slow, deliberate circles over his chest

you who took care of

“Yes.”

Rhys’ gaze didn’t waver.

with such crude work, so I took

dropped to a husky whisper, his expression

angry? Should I make it up to you?

before sitting up, tilting her head as if assessing a fine piece

bad-looking. I’ll allow

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