Chapter 1579: Chapter 1579

Chapter 1579:

Acknowledging his response, the secretary no longer questioned and immediately agreed, saying, “Alright. I will instruct all security team members to follow Ms. Sanderson’s commands.”

Barry gestured for her to proceed with the arrangements.

Confident in Harlee’s assurances of his safety for the night, Barry decided to indulge in a hot bath and then enjoy a restful sleep. He had been restless for the past few days. Tonight, he looked forward to a good night’s sleep.

The following day, while Rhys remained cocooned in bed, Harlee was already dressed and preparing to leave.

Rhys reached out and grabbed her hand.

A smile appeared on Harlee’s lips. She gently lifted his chin and, her voice both icy and alluring, said, “Didn’t I tell you last night not to stop me? What, have you developed amnesia since then?”

“Will you be coming home tonight?”

As she exerted slight pressure, Rhys wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder. His tone was deep and soothing as he said, “I won’t stop you. It’s just hard for me to be away from you.”

With a playful push, Harlee kissed him briefly on the lips, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Then you’ll probably find it even harder.”

“Hmm?” His voice faded into a murmur.

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Looking up at him, Harlee said, her voice light and teasing, “Because I’m not planning to return tonight.”

Rhys’ face transformed with shock and a touch of sorrow, his voice filled with a pitiful tone, saying, “Lee… Are you really leaving your husband and your child?”

As he spoke, he laid his head against her shoulder, showing a vulnerability he never revealed to others.

“Don’t be silly.”

With a firm push, Harlee said with uncharacteristic seriousness, “I have things to handle tonight. But I’ll be back to spend time with Fel this afternoon.”

Rhys made a clicking sound with his tongue, his expression troubled.

“Can’t we talk this over? I can’t sleep when you’re not by my side…”

“There’s no room for discussion.”

Firmly, Harlee pushed him away again and exited the room decisively. If she hesitated, she knew she might not manage to leave at all today!

The moment she left, Rhys’ tenderness vanished. He picked up the phone and dialed a number. In a low voice, he asked, “Have those terrorists crossed our borders yet?”

“They are expected in Baythorn tonight,” came the emotionless reply.

Rhys responded with a slight smile.

“Keep our people on alert outside. Ensure my wife’s safety at all costs.”

“Understood.”

While Harlee pursued her plans, Rhys would ensure her protection against any threats.

This was Barry’s inaugural visit to Mogluylia, and his presence was eagerly anticipated, attracting throngs of reporters.

Dressed entirely in black, Harlee wore a black baseball cap and a matching mask, pulling the cap low to shield most of her face, revealing only her cold gaze. She trailed behind Barry, keeping a safe distance that allowed her to remain out of the reporters’ cameras but close enough to protect him effectively.

At eleven o’clock in the morning, Barry and Baldrick met in the lobby, exchanging a friendly handshake, a moment captured by the eager cameras of the reporters.

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