Chapter 375: Chapter 375

Chapter 375:

Harlee looked up, offering Barbara a slight smile before tightening her lips.

Her voice was indifferent.

“You are disturbing our lunch.”

Barbara was taken aback by Harlee’s response, finding it both bold and arrogant.

Harlee showed no respect and nodded without hesitation.

But what followed was even more shocking. Noticing Barbara’s stunned expression, Ritchie frowned.

“It does interrupt our meal quite a bit,” he added, “Barbara, you’ve arrived early.”

The message was clear: it was their mealtime, and her early arrival had disrupted it.

Barbara found herself momentarily disoriented. She had never before encountered such a situation.

After a brief pause, she numbly nodded and retreated to sit quietly on a sofa outside, waiting.

Once Barbara had exited, Ritchie resumed helping Harlee with her meal.

“She’s quite composed.”

Harlee looked up, accepted the food Ritchie offered, and then dabbed at her lips.

“She managed to take control of the George Group within just a month with your help, unnoticed by others.

Even now, Adamson remains unaware it was her doing.

Could someone so strategic truly lose her composure?”

Harlee nonchalantly tapped on the table, a gesture Ritchie recognized as a sign of her impending displeasure.

“During the conflict between the Sanderson and Green families, Barbara intervened behind the scenes because she felt she owed me,” Harlee said, her tone detached.

Harlee was clearly annoyed with Barbara’s presumptuous actions. They had agreed on a month to settle the George Group issue, yet Barbara had left a backdoor for Adamson and Collin to return to Baythorn.

Ritchie scowled.

Barbara’s interference had thrown off his plans, and he was visibly unhappy.

“Should we just cut ties with them?”

Harlee shook her head and said, “Freyja has potential as a talent. She’s not yet in her element because she’s overshadowed by her mother. Once she steps forward, you’ll see what I mean.”

“Then…” Ritchie trailed off.

Harlee’s lips twitched slightly, her voice steady.

“Let’s give them another chance. Three days. I want the George Group completely out of Baythorn in three days. If she hesitates again or fails to show her trust in us, we’ll cut them off without further discussion!”

As Harlee spoke, she casually gathered her long, blonde hair, twisting it up.

Her expression was cool and authoritative, her sharp gaze projecting a mix of arrogance and rebellion.

Ritchie’s mouth turned up in a subtle smile.

“So, I don’t need to watch them closely anymore?”

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