Chapter 1633: Chapter 1633

Chapter 1633:

“Nola, your reasoning is flawed.”

Harlee turned back and pushed through the coffee shop’s glass door. Nola stood frozen, her face a mask of cold detachment, but a hint of profound sorrow flitted through her eyes.

Nola had not anticipated that Harlee would remain unaffected by both her persuasion and intimidation. Since she could no longer be Harlee’s friend like she once was, she felt there was no other option but to keep Harlee’s body with her forever. Though she knew her thoughts were disgraceful, so what? As long as she could claim some part of Harlee, she wouldn’t be the girl ignored by everyone.

Her gaze fell. Nola picked up her pistol, aimed at Harlee’s retreating figure, and fired. The shot rang out loudly, the bullet grazing Harlee’s ear.

Harlee, instantly alert to the danger, moved quickly, but not fast enough to avoid a graze to her earlobe.

Aware that the Happer family guards were outside, Harlee didn’t linger. The moment the gunshot sounded, she dodged and dashed to her car, started it, and sped off. Rhys was due tomorrow. She couldn’t afford an injury now.

Nola watched the direction Harlee had vanished to and holstered her pistol, her eyes seething with malevolence. If she couldn’t eliminate Harlee immediately, she would start by destroying those Harlee cared about one by one: the Sanderson family, Twilight, and Rhys.

In Nola’s twisted logic, perhaps, once completely alone, Harlee would appreciate her past kindness. They could clear up their misunderstandings, let the past be the past, and even rekindle their friendship.

As soon as Harlee walked into the living room of the seaside villa, those who had been engrossed in a video game in front of the TV looked up and greeted her, “You’re back!”

ᗰσ𝓇𝑒 υ𝐩𝓭𝑎𝓉𝑒𝓈 ι𝐧 ɢ𝒶𝐥𝓷𝑜𝐯𝑒𝓁𝓈.𝒸𝑜𝓂

Serena was the last to turn her head. At the sight of Harlee’s injury, she gasped, leaped up from the floor, and rushed to fetch the first aid kit.

“Harlee, what happened? Your earlobe is bleeding! Sit down quick. Let me clean and bandage it.”

Hearing this, the others immediately dropped their controllers and crowded around Harlee.

“Harlee, who did this? We’ll make them pay!”

“Did the Happer family catch on to our deal with Davenport? Was it someone from Nola’s men or Errol’s?”

Their faces grew increasingly furious as they spoke.

“Just handle the wound for me, Serena. Rhys is arriving tomorrow, and I don’t want him to know this.”

Saying this, Harlee gave the group a cool look, then walked over to the sofa, sat down with her legs crossed, and adopted a stern expression.

Robbie and the others followed behind Harlee, but she offered no explanation for her injury.

Harlee figured explaining Nola’s unpredictable behavior would only add to their concerns. Right now, their main goal was to ensure Davenport secured the acting leadership of the Happer family.

Concerning the secret group working for the Happer family, Harlee reasoned it was essential to poison Davenport. Human nature was unpredictable, and who could say for certain that Davenport wouldn’t ask that group to attack them once he became the head of the Happer family?

“Serena, do you have a poison that causes severe pain, one that has no antidote and can only be alleviated with specific medication?” Harlee turned to Serena, who was tending to her wound. Her dark eyes were reflective, hinting at a deeper strategy forming in her mind.

“I think Tonya’s medicine might contain something like this poison, but I’m not sure,” Serena mused, her brow furrowed in thought.

“I’ll check when I return to the base later. If it doesn’t, I could spend three months developing one.”

While skillfully treating the wound, Serena pondered Harlee’s words. She decided to ask outright, “Harlee, what do you intend to do with this poison?”

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