Chapter 648:
Elvinâs voice took on an uncharacteristically soft tone.
âNo rush. Take your time. Just ensure everything is in order,â he said, his words floating gently in the air.
Liam responded with eager assurance, âSure, Iâll get everything set up. No need to worry!â
As Liamâs tone mellowed, Elvin couldnât help but add, âThough, if you could possibly expedite things a bitâ¦â He let his sentence hang provocatively in the air, a maneuver he frequently employed to nudge people toward his desired outcome.
Predictably, Liam took the bait, his curiosity piqued as he stepped right into Elvinâs subtle snare.
âWhat? What could happen if I hurry?â
A sly grin curled at the corners of Elvinâs mouth.
âWith your swift cooperation, I could announce a press conference by the day after tomorrow to expose the Sanderson familyâs deceit,â he replied, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Liamâs commitment solidified instantly, his resolve firming as he vowed to hasten the preparations.
Meanwhile, Harlee remained aloof from their machinations.
Ever since divulging the last details of her strategy to Rhys, she had disengaged from the familial entanglements. She had thoughtfully suggested that Skyla let the online chatter simmer down and refrain from going out or browsing the web that day.
Under Harleeâs seasoned guidance, Skyla had shed much of her naivety. While she couldnât completely tune out the online buzz, she no longer let anonymous comments shake her sense of worth.
Rhys, growing increasingly clingy, had Harlee lingering at Remson Manor for hours longer than planned.
Etta, who had vanished without a trace for some time, reappeared unexpectedly.
Displaying a temporary warmth toward both the Sanderson family and Harlee, she managed to secure her return to the Sanderson villa.
During these tumultuous times, Harlee was deeply involved in unraveling the complexities of the fraud syndicate and the mole working with Averie. Liam and Laura, skilled in their unique ways, managed to extract critical information from Averieâdetails that had remained elusive despite extensive questioning.
Harleeâs efforts were slowly piecing together the puzzle of the Gruinia fraud network and the mole. She was on the brink of orchestrating a decisive strike to capture them all at once.
The conspiracy orchestrated by the Juarez and Gill families persisted. They continued to fuel online rumors about Skylaâs alleged disregard and irresponsibility toward her parents, which soon escalated into planned live broadcasts.
The live streams were attracting throngs of curious viewers, and the tips were rolling in, totaling nearly a million a day.
Five days later, as Harlee lounged, soaking up the sun in the glass house at Remson Manor, her phone buzzed.
It was Brenton, cutting straight to the chase.
âOur parents know about you and Rhys, and theyâre absolutely livid at home.â
Harleeâs heart skipped a beat. She thought her frequent trips to Remson Manor had raised eyebrows, but she hadnât guessed that Etta, who had been so earnestly seeking everyoneâs forgiveness, was orchestrating this.
Brentonâs next words raised her suspicion.
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