Chapter 795: Chapter 795

Chapter 795:

After a brief pause, Tonya fished out three candies from her pocket.

“Normally, I wouldn’t sell them.

But since you are being so tactful, here you go.”

With a flick of her wrist, Tonya tossed the candies into the air. They landed squarely in Patrick’s open palm with uncanny precision.

Observing the exchange with quiet curiosity, Hamilton raised an eyebrow and asked, “Do these candies have some kind of magical effect?”

“Oh, they certainly have a special effect,” Tonya replied, and without waiting for further questions, she headed straight into the main hall.

Knowing Patrick’s reputation for being frugal, Hamilton doubted Patrick would spend three million on something as simple as candy without a reason.

He asked, “Patrick, what’s really going on here?”

Patrick was well aware the candies held extraordinary effects, but he had no intention of explaining, as it risked facing Tonya’s displeasure— a prospect that might strip him of the chance to purchase more candies from her.

As for Hamilton’s inquiry, Patrick decided to just dismiss it.

He could always offer Hamilton a piece if Hamilton needed it.

With a shrug, Patrick deflected.

“Oh, nothing much. Just doing my part to keep Miss Santos happy.”

Before Hamilton could probe further, Patrick pivoted and eagerly trailed after Tonya.

In the grand Remson Manor living room, Tonya sank into the plush sofa, her mind wandering.

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Beside her, Harlee was busy with a phone call while Rhys sat peeling grapes for Harlee with meticulous care, like an ideal husband.

Hamilton watched, slightly dazed. Rhys’ considerate side was quite something.

For now, Harlee was merely Rhys’ girlfriend, their engagement party just a few days away.

Hamilton found it hard to fathom the depth of Rhys’ considerate gestures for Harlee in the days to come.

When Harlee finished her call, Tonya’s face brightened.

Harlee nodded.

“Yes, everything’s going smoothly.”

Tonya relaxed, her body slumping against the back of the sofa in relief. With Margo’s situation finally settled, she could finally catch her breath.

Ever since Harlee decided to go after Hale and Matteo, she had been meticulously orchestrating the entire operation, with Margo and Jonathan as key players. This was why Harlee had taken Jonathan’s call and subtly hinted that she was the one responsible for the capture of Margo and Wesson, leading Margo straight to Hale. Now, it seemed everything was falling into place.

“Still, we can’t let our guard down with Hale. Something tells me he won’t just sit quietly in Uwhor,” Harlee said, her brow furrowed in thought.

A feeling of unease tugged at her for reasons she couldn’t fully explain.

Rhys’ men had successfully transformed into spies who relayed that Hale was confined under Matteo’s watch at the eastern estate.

Noticing that Harlee appeared distracted, Tonya was puzzled. She doubted Hale, far away in Uwhor, could truly cause trouble.

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