Novel1Chapter 1169: Harlee glanced at the two men coolly, retrieved her phone, and headed to the bathroom to contact Tonya. Matters involving medicine required Tonya's insight.
"Hello, Harlee, what's up?" Tonya's voice sounded exhausted.
Harlee had been reaching out to Tonya frequently over the last few days, but as soon as she heard Tonya's voice, her desire to say anything dissolved. The ordeal involving Ritchie was challenging enough for Tonya, and Harlee didn't want to overwhelm Tonya further with Rhys' complications.
"Still no news on Ritchie's whereabouts?" Harlee asked.
Hearing Harlee's voice, Tonya broke down, unable to hold back.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Harlee, Ritchie said he didn't want to holdback anymore.
He warned that if I kept searching, he'd vanish completely..." Tonya poured out her emotions in an endless stream of words, punctuated by sobs that stretched for ages.
Harlee considered Tonya her closest confidante, and Ritchie had been a loyal friend for years. She couldn't bring herself to tell Tonya to let Ritchie go. Instead, she stayed on the line, offering quiet reassurance and listening while Tonya let it all out.
As Tonya wept, Harlee slipped out of the bathroom and gestured silently to Hamilton, instructing him to secure the next flight to Neshela. Using the smethod, she directed him to drive her to Remson Manor.
Tonya, lost in her grief, didn't realize Harlee was already taking steps to travel to Neshela to support her.
Once back at Remson Manor, Harlee immediately began making arrangements, calling on every resource available. Waylon had escalated the threat again, and now hitmen across the globe were targeting both Rhys and Christopher.
Discover your escape on g aln ov el sUpstairs, Rhys, still deep in self-imposed solitude, heard the commotion.
He hesitated until he caught Harlee mentioning Neshela. Then, he rushed down.
"You're leaving for Neshela?" "Yes." Harlee's frustration with Rhys had subsided.
Her mind was entirely consumed with Tonya's sadness, leaving her little room for distraction. She grabbed a long coat, slipped it on, and strode toward the door.
Rhys caught up with her.
"You're going to Tonya?" Having overheard Harlee's previous calls, Rhys knew where Tonya was.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHarlee paused and glanced at him.
"You should rest. I'll return in two days. Until then, stay inside. Multiple assassins are still after you and Christopher." With that, Harlee stepped toward the car, but as she was about to get in, Rhys grabbed her wrist.
"I'm coming with you," he declared, still dressed in loungewear and m I house slippers. Hearing this, Harlee swiftly turned, her face filled with surprise.
After a brief pause, she pushed him back gently but firmly.
"You can't."
"Why not?" Rhys' dark gaze searched her face, questioning her decision.
"Assassins from around the world are targeting you. If someone spots you, it'll turn into a bloodbath. You're not in peak condition-your-reflexes are still recovering, and your marksmanship isn't precise enough yet. It's too dangerous," Harlee's tone was pragmatic. She couldn't take him with her, as that might put his safety at risk. mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1
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