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.

it came to a stop. Moshe opened the door, and Errol

Errol saw Harlee. He concealed his emotions and approached her with

the bench, making it seem as though

Harlee didn’t look up.

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It seems quite

different approach. Harlee leisurely finished her game

unnerved him. Did she recognize

eyes with a dismissive scoff, the corners of her mouth

approach for chatting up young women? Who do you think you are, some creepy old guy asking me for

was taken aback by her bold assumption that he was just another

edges, and her blunt response seemed to validate his thoughts. He now understood why she often clashed with someone as refined as Nola. He suspected that the Sanderson family

realization, the sense of threat Errol had felt began to dissipate. In his view, Harlee, with her lack of

to simply let her go. He needed Nola to

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