Chapter 791: Chapter 791

Chapter 791:

The phone connected swiftly.

Hale answered in a tone that was calm yet unmistakably cold, “What is it?”

A shiver went down Margo’s spine, the iciness reaching her very core. She had endured this voice for two years, and it was only her family’s clout that had freed her from it. Now, she found herself haunted by it once again.

Hale took perverse joy in others’ discomfort, with his satisfaction growing as others’ pain deepened. Only around Harlee did he seem to suppress his more violent impulses, momentarily appearing more humane.

Margo tried to calm her nerves, but her fear of Hale was deeply rooted and hard to shake off. Years ago, Harlee had pushed Margo to the edge of destruction.

However, Hale claimed Margo had wronged Harlee over something as trivial as a single strand of hair, and as a result, he locked Margo away.

During those two years, having witnessed numerous assassinations, Margo had become desensitized to violence, leaving her unfazed when Wesson handled traitors.

Margo took a deep breath, struggling to keep her emotions in check.

“Haylee.”

Ever since Hale learned Harlee was the renowned hacker known as Quick Cameo, he had started calling himself Haylee.

“Have you been following the news lately? Did you know the woman from the Sanderson family in Mogluylia is actually Quick Cameo?” Margo asked.

Hale responded coldly, “I know.”

Lаτєѕτ chɒρτєrs ιn g𝓪l𝗇ovєls.𝒸𝑶𝓶

Margo was dumbfounded. In the past, Hale wouldn’t hesitate to rush over at the mere mention of Harlee. Now, his reaction was surprisingly detached.

Could it be that he had moved on from Harlee?

Margo quickly dismissed the thought.

Casting aside Harlee’s irresistible charm to Hale, his fixation on Harlee was so intense that only a cataclysmic event could possibly divert his attention.

What Margo didn’t realize was that Hale had already set a complex trap for Harlee to fall into. Therefore, he was dismissive of what he considered insignificant news.

Margo persisted.

“Did you also hear that Harlee is engaged to a man named Rhys?”

Only the dim glow from a phone lit the study in a villa on an island just off Baythorn’s suburbs. The soft light accentuated the strong lines of Hale’s jaw as he kicked the table, emitting a muffled sound.

His computer screen glowed, his desk displaying various photos of Harlee.

Listening to Margo, Hale picked up one of the pictures, his long fingers tracing the contours of Harlee’s smiling face in the photo.

“I know.”

Margo’s hand clenched without her meaning to, reacting instinctively to Hale’s reply.

He was aware that Harlee was marrying someone else, yet it seemingly didn’t affect him in the slightest.

Had his feelings truly changed? Or how else could he respond with such calmness?

Pushing aside her rising suspicions, Margo pressed on.

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