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.”

a person was powerful enough, fear ceased

her head, still confused, but in the end, she simply nodded. Forget it. As long as Harlee was safe, the details didn’t matter. But as her closest

largest website, ready to go to battle against the haters, she froze. Every trending topic about Harlee, along with the flood of negative comments, had vanished

source of

at Fleming, whose expression suggested he had fully expected this

utterly unbothered, and Fleming hadn’t shown a sliver

Elva couldn’t help but wonder just how formidable

chuckle, Fleming reached out and

alright. I was just as surprised as you when

eyelids, her gaze narrowing as she nonchalantly tossed the glass in her

should

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

laughing softly as he reached out to

dodged his

spread across Fleming’s face as he withdrew his hand, respecting

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