Chapter 1469: Chapter 1469

Chapter 1469:

Suddenly, Harlee slowly waved her hand, signaling Robbie to reattach Casper’s broken hands. She gave Casper a long, calculating look, her voice cold as ice.

“Looks like you’ve learned your lesson. Now… let’s talk business.”

Robbie stepped forward, quickly getting to work on Casper’s broken arms. To be fair, without Harlee’s precise training, her method of breaking bones would’ve been impossible to fix on the first try. It was a skill that could challenge even the most seasoned medical professionals.

Casper was tough. Aside from the initial screams, he didn’t writhe in pain. The physical agony had given way to numbness, but it was the psychological terror that truly paralyzed him.

Casper’s dull eyes suddenly sparked to life. He struggled to stand, gripping the wall next to him to steady himself, ignoring the discomfort. His bloodshot eyes were wild, his expression twisted with a blend of admiration, fear, and shame. He forced a smile, and then, without warning, burst into maniacal laughter.

“Harlee, I have to hand it to you. Your ruthlessness, especially in torturing others, is impressive.”

At this, Rhys, who had been feeding Harlee watermelon, paused and looked up, his sharp gaze piercing through the room. Not out of shock, but out of curiosity. It was rare to see someone so brainless suddenly have a flash of clarity after being provoked by Harlee.

Harlee slowly lifted her eyes, her gaze locking with Casper’s. Her dark, unreadable eyes were like a frozen pond in December. Her face remained calm, yet the coldness in her demeanor sent a chill through the room. A subtle, wicked smile tugged at the corner of her lips. She leaned back, crossing her legs with ease.

“Oh?”

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“Do go on. I’m curious. Besides torturing people, what other tricks do you think I have up my sleeve?”

Casper, who had been about to speak confidently, faltered. The words that had been on his tongue now stuck in his throat. Had it been anyone else, he would have seized the moment to speak. But looking into Harlee’s eyes, he found himself unable to utter a sound. There was too much lurking behind those eyes.

Robbie barely contained a smirk. Harlee’s unpredictability could drive her enemies to the brink.

Rhys masked the smile that almost appeared in his eyes, his gaze deepening. He glanced away, returning his focus to taking care of Harlee. Harlee truly was one of a kind.

Casper stared at Harlee, noting she wasn’t going to say anything else. His mouth twitched with anger, but the words that had been so ready to spill out now seemed trapped. He thought he had cracked Harlee’s game—she was using her “mind games” to break him before interrogating him about Nola.

But as Casper looked into Harlee’s eyes, all his confidence evaporated.

He even started to doubt whether Harlee really wanted to know about Nola at all. Maybe Harlee was just giving him a chance to survive. So, without thinking, he spilled everything he knew.

“Nola came to me out of the blue. She said she wasn’t interested in being the family head. She’d give up the position, but only if I broke my deal with you and teamed up with her to wipe you all out.”

Casper paused, glancing at the lifeless assassins on the floor.

“She wanted to use them to do it.”

Harlee’s eyes flickered with a subtle change, but she quickly regained her composure. This didn’t seem like Nola’s style. The assassins, now skilled, had been too easily discovered. Nola’s plans were usually far more discreet. Casper had clearly been deceived. Nola likely used Harlee to get rid of Casper so she could claim the title of head of the Happer family for herself. As for the bad blood between them… Once Nola was in charge, she’d have the resources to make Harlee’s life miserable.

Harlee’s lips curled into a cold, knowing smile. What a clever plan. But did Nola really think Harlee was so easily played? If Nola thought she could use Harlee to do the dirty work, then Harlee would gladly play along.

Casper rambled on about Nola, detailing her integration into the Happer family. He described the process thoroughly.

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