Chapter 1691:

“Mr. Green, about Harlee’s matter…”

Rhys narrowed his eyes, a chilling look sweeping across his face as he shot Patrick a cold glance.

“And?”

“Understood. I’ll make sure there’s no trace.”

Patrick immediately snapped out of it. He grabbed the document and bolted out of the office, the door clicking shut behind him.

Meanwhile, in the living room of the seaside villa, under Harlee’s reassuring presence, Elva was no longer as shaken as before, though uncertainty still flickered in her eyes. She hesitated and then asked, “Harlee, are you sure this won’t affect relations between the two countries?”

Exuding an air of effortless confidence, Harlee crossed her legs and took a leisurely sip of the drink Elva had brought her. A faint smile played on her lips, her voice crisp yet cool.

“It won’t.”

about strength. When a person was powerful enough,

the end, she simply nodded. Forget it. As long as Harlee was safe, the details didn’t matter. But as her closest friend, Elva wasn’t one to sit idly by. If there was any way she could help, she

haters, she froze. Every trending topic about Harlee, along with the flood of negative comments, had vanished without a

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at Fleming, whose expression

Fleming hadn’t shown

but wonder just how

soft chuckle, Fleming reached out and affectionately ruffled Elva’s

was just as surprised as you when I first

nonchalantly tossed the glass in her hand aside.

you two should take your little

her eyes widening at Harlee’s words. Wait a minute… She hadn’t even announced that

stood beside Elva, laughing softly as he reached out to gently tousle her

dodged

Fleming’s face as he withdrew his

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