Chapter 302: Chapter 302

Chapter 302:

“You’ll take care of Benedict’s death and dispose of his body. Think of it as a test.”

Harlee locked eyes with Karina, her expression serious.

“Can you handle it?”

Without hesitation, Karina exclaimed, “I can!” She didn’t understand why, but Harlee had a convincing influence, a force that seemed to lift her from her despair. Whatever Harlee requested, no matter how challenging, Karina felt compelled to comply.

Harlee gave a subtle nod, her eyelids drooping as she tugged at the corner of her mouth.

“Aldrich will support you in becoming the new leader of the Shakica family. My demands are straightforward. Stabilize Claelia, shut down the illegal trades, and support the Mogluylia border forces.”

Karina quickly stood up, her hands clenched tightly around the hem of her dress. The confusion and helplessness on her face slowly disappeared.

Her gaze toward Harlee firmed, and a confident smile formed on her lips.

“I’m ready to be your visible defender, clearing any obstacles in your way.”

Harlee shook her head, her tone turning serious.

“I want you to be yourself.

Develop your own path and live for yourself. We could be friends.”

Aldrich spoke slowly, “Yeah, just like Harlee and me!”

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Karina’s emotions surged, feeling as though a wild force had been unleashed within her. She stared at them in disbelief.

“Preserve the last shred of your conscience. Should you turn into another Benedict, I’ll kill you just the same.” With that, Harlee walked back to the private VIP room upstairs, her steps unhurried.

Rhys was waiting at the door. Noticing the man from earlier hadn’t followed, he looked concerned.

“Is everything settled?”

Harlee nodded slightly and walked past Rhys to sit on the sofa.

Below, the auction continued seamlessly. The finest raw stones had already sold for over a hundred million dollars.

Fritz, growing more excited, told Rhys and hurried downstairs to watch.

Now, Harlee and Rhys were the only ones left in the VIP room. The atmosphere was quiet, almost still.

Harlee looked up and was the first to bring up Karina.

After a brief pause to gather her thoughts, she said softly, “I hope you’ll collaborate with her and support her rise.”

“Okay.” Rhys’ eyes slightly narrowed, and the corners of his mouth curled into a trace of gentle affection. She decided to include him in her plans.

“Won’t you inquire about the advantages of cooperating?” Harlee asked.

Rhys chuckled, his eyes staying on her.

“No need for incentives.”

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