Chapter 1015:
Embezzlement? Assaulting a minor? Murder? Seriously?
Jeffâs father was equally stunned.
He had never imagined someone as powerful as Dina would be taken away so effortlessly. If Dina had been taken down so easily, what did that make himâa powerless, ordinary man? At that moment, he swallowed his shock and, without a word, quickly nudged Livia forward, burying himself in the crowd.
Harlee looked at the assistant, who immediately stepped forward with quiet respect.
âDonât worry. Iâll take care of everything.â
Harlee nodded, turned on her heel, and left the Sanderson Group building without a second glance. She had no intention of going back upstairs to help Brenton tie up the loose ends.
In the car, Harleeâs gaze drifted over the document Rhys had sent her at six this morning.
Her mind was heavy with thoughts. The file outlined how to handle Jeffâs family, alongside strategies for using Dinaâs imprisonment to smooth over the complications. Rhys had presented two options. The first was to have Livia and her daughter voluntarily agree to the autopsy, revealing the truth of Jeffâs death andâ¦
Thus, cleaning the Sanderson Groupâs name. The second was to leverage Dinaâs imprisonment to force Jeffâs father into submission.
Harlee felt a twinge of uncertainty.
How could she express her gratitude? Before last nightâs kiss, she had convinced herself it was just cooperation, nothing more.
But nowâ¦
After what felt like an eternity of hesitation, she finally gathered the courage to send a message.
ððtï½ ðt ðððððððð ðð gαlnovels.ï½Î¿m
âThe issue is resolved.
Have you decided what you want yet?â She gripped her phone tightly, her thumb hovering nervously over the screen as she waited for a response.
But as the minutes dragged on, there wasnât even a typing indicator from Rhys. With a heavy sigh, she slumped in the driverâs seat, deflated as if all the air had been knocked out of her.
Determined to distract herself, Harlee picked up her phone and dialed Tonyaâs number.
âLetâs go abroad today.â
âWhatâs the matter?â
Harlee responded in an intentionally casual tone, âOh, nothing.
Brenton wants me to work at the Sanderson Group, so Iâm planning a quick escape!â
Already familiar with the situation, Tonya didnât raise an eyebrow.
âI told you, you shouldnât let your brilliance shine too brightly. You are so capable. Itâs no wonder Brenton wants you locked in the grind at the Sanderson Group!â
Rebooking their flight, Tonya chatted idly to pass the time. When the new schedule was confirmed, she said, âThe boarding time is set for six-thirty this evening, so make sure you are ready.â
Harlee nodded.
âAlright.â
Harlee set off on a trip overseas.
Rhys stood in the vast open area outside the airport, gazing up at the planes soaring above, his thoughts swirling.
At last, Harlee was heading abroad.
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