Chapter 790: Chapter 790

Chapter 790:

After a moment of reflection, Wesson added, “The only person who could’ve known my recent location was that Mogluylian woman.”

He recounted his actions of targeting Harlee and casually mentioned the setbacks he had suffered.

Margo’s demeanor shifted instantly. She grabbed his arm, her voice tight with urgency.

“That Mogluylian woman? What woman? What’s her name?”

This marked the first time Wesson had seen Margo this agitated. Though puzzled, he answered obediently, “Harlee Sanderson.”

Margo’s pupils contracted sharply, and her face went pale as if gripped by a sudden, terrifying realization.

“What did you say her name was?”

Margo shivered. The woman who haunted her like consistent nightmares was named Harlee Gill. Now, Wesson mentioned the woman from Mogluylia was named Harlee Sanderson.

Margo desperately hoped they weren’t the same person.

Wesson shrugged and said, “Well, my subordinates said she used to go by Harlee Gill.

Do you know her?”

Hearing this, Margo’s hands began to tremble uncontrollably. This very name was etched in her darkest memories, bringing an icy dread she couldn’t shake at the mention of it. She would never forget how Harlee had expressionlessly broken her two little fingers.

Noticing Margo’s horrified expression, as if she might faint at any minute, Wesson frowned.

“Hey, are you alright? You don’t look good. Should I call someone?”

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After a long pause, Margo steadied herself just enough to respond. Raising the stumps of her pinky fingers, she whispered, “Do you remember the woman I told you about?”

Wesson’s face darkened as he connected the dots.

His gaze dropped to Margo’s hands, his expression frozen in shock.

“Wait… She was the one who did this to you?”

Margo nodded, her eyes tinged with anguish. She steeled herself against the wave of fear washing over her and said, “I don’t care what it takes, just gather everything about this woman!”

Wesson immediately became serious.

“Understood.”

After Wesson departed, Margo began to walk nervously back and forth across the hotel living room, overwhelmed by a wave of anxiety.

An unsettling feeling of dread crept up on her.

If the one who had orchestrated her and Wesson’s capture was indeed Harlee, her nemesis, why had Harlee resurfaced after years of absence to target Wesson now? And why had Harlee revealed her identity? Could Harlee be the reason why she and Wesson found themselves under Interpol’s surveillance? And if that was the case, why did Jonathan let them go? What was Harlee ultimately aiming to achieve?

A flurry of unresolved questions made Margo feel restless and agitated. In a gesture of frustration, she ran her fingers through her hair, trying to suppress the emotional storm brewing within her.

She couldn’t shake the feeling that Harlee’s unexpected appearance was part of a larger, malicious plan that threatened her.

With a deep sense of dread, Margo decided it was time to call Hale. If Harlee was planning something, Hale would without a doubt be the first person Harlee would target to remove.

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