Chapter 1682:

Half an hour later, Errol sat in the back of a sleek black car, staring at the photo his subordinate had sent. His expression darkened.

“Is everything in place?” he asked, his voice cold.

“Yes,” the stalker replied.

“Everything is proceeding as planned.”

Moshe, seated in the front, nodded respectfully.

“I’ve sent the location to those old associates and Miss Happer. They should be right behind us. Mr. Happer, don’t worry. Even if Harlee had wings, she couldn’t escape.”

Errol leaned back, his expression grim and determined.

“Okay. Tell them to hold off on any actions. We’ll discuss our next steps once we’re back at the Happer residence.”

“Yes,” Moshe replied.

opened the door, and Errol composed himself before stepping out slowly. He made his way toward the beach square where Harlee

He concealed his emotions and approached her

of the bench, making it seem as

Harlee didn’t look up.

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her intently, waiting for an opportune moment

what game are you playing? It seems quite

opting for a different approach. Harlee leisurely finished her game and then turned

cold stare unnerved him.

Errol considered this, Harlee diverted her eyes with a

you think you are, some creepy old guy

his annoyance clear. He was taken aback by her

seemed to validate his thoughts. He now understood why she often clashed with someone as refined as Nola. He suspected

had felt began to dissipate. In his

was not inclined to simply let her go. He needed Nola to support Davenport in managing the

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