Chapter 548: Chapter 548

Chapter 548:

By that time, however, Harlee had been summoned to Baldrick’s office and hadn’t glanced at her phone.

Both Clint and Tiffany underwent extensive surgeries throughout the day. That evening, Harlee and Tonya made their way to Bellflower Hospital.

Ritchie, who had been anxiously pacing at the entrance, spotted them and hurried forward.

His face lit up with relief at the sight of Harlee, and he exclaimed, “Harlee, you’ve finally arrived! I’ve been on edge waiting here for you!”

Turning his attention to Tonya with a pitiful expression, he lamented, “Honey, I’m hurt…”

Harlee, momentarily taken aback by Ritchie’s melodramatic display, pressed forward into the hospital without a word. On the drive over, Ritchie had filled her in on the grim details of what Lindsay had inflicted on Clint and Tiffany.

This information ignited a fierce anger within Harlee. She had initially considered showing leniency toward Lindsay for the sake of Wilton and Belen.

However, given the circumstances, her resolve hardened. She was determined to ensure Lindsay was held accountable for her actions.

Tonya touched a delicate finger to her lips, her voice a hushed whisper.

“Harlee’s seething right now. Let’s not provoke her further.”

Ritchie stiffened, his posture taut with tension, as he followed them closely.

They soon reached Tiffany’s hospital room.

Harlee entered first, while Tonya and Ritchie halted at the doorway. Inside, Tiffany lay motionless, except for her mouth.

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Harlee approached the bedside, bowing deeply, her eyes heavy with remorse.

“I’m sorry…” she murmured.

Tiffany, spotting Harlee, flashed a comforting smile her way.

As Harlee’s words of apology filled the room, Tiffany’s demeanor shifted to playful exasperation. She gestured animatedly toward a watch resting on the cabinet, smiling.

“Oh, please, the one who owes an apology isn’t you. It’s that bitch Lindsay! And why apologize, anyway? I should be thanking you! That watch…”

The backstory unfolded silently in Harlee’s mind.

Before she had passed out, she had managed to press the watch into Tiffany’s hand, her voice failing her. Tiffany, ever the quick thinker, had feigned a stumble as she helped Harlee, discreetly pocketing the watch.

Eager to divert Harlee from her misplaced guilt, Tiffany shifted the conversation with a grin.

“Pretty clever of me, don’t you think? I managed to keep the tracking watch hidden right under their noses!”

Hearing Tiffany’s reassurance, Harlee stopped apologizing, realizing there was no need to. With sincerity, she replied, “You are amazing!” Even amid such tension, Tiffany had instantly understood Harlee’s silent gestures and hidden the tracking watch perfectly. It was clear that Tiffany’s years of experience had been no less valuable than Harlee’s.

Harlee’s voice remained calm, but to Tiffany, it was more comforting than flattery. Touched, Tiffany said, “Harlee, honestly, this is the first time someone has been hurt but still thought about protecting me. I’m so grateful to have a friend like you.”

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