Chapter 1249

Harlan was one of the few who could audaciously claim someone from under Bruce’s thumb.

In Bruce’s eyes, Mavis had outlived her usefulness. Letting her go wouldn’t be a great loss to him.

Still, something about the whole affair left him feeling slightly vexed.

Mavis stopped in her tracks, balled her fists, and swung her head around to shoot Bruce a furious

glare.

But Bruce had already walked away. A wild impulse surged through her-to kick off her heels and fling

them at his retreating form. What a jerk!

As her flash of rage ebbed away, Mavis discreetly cast another look at Harlan, then quickly averted her

eyes.

He emanated an enigmatic darkness, like a phantom in the night. His demeanor was cold, aloof, yet

strangely alluring to her.

After some time, Harlan came to an abrupt halt.

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A sense of unease washed over Mavis, and her eyes brimmed with apprehension as she looked at

him.

“We’re at the restroom. You can go now,” Harlan informed her.

Caught off guard, Mavis eyed the restroom sign; they were still a good ten meters away.

“I’ll head to the restroom then,” she said, turning and making her way there. She had planned to tell him

that the restroom excuse was merely a pretext to escape the private room. She didn’t really need to go.

But her previous experience with Harlan-having a gun aimed at her head-made her wary of him.

Running into Harlan at the bar was a turn of events she hadn’t expected. Whether this was fortunate or

unfortunate, she couldn’t say.

Bruce had refused to vouch for her, leaving her unable to exonerate herself.

Just as Mavis was about to reach the restroom door, Harlan’s voice broke the silence.

“Hold on.”

She turned back, her expression puzzled, her eyes tinged with a subtle fear.

Harlan’s thick eyebrows knitted together. Why did her eyes hold a hint of fear?

Hadn’t she been the one to incessantly seek him out, regardless of the situation? Yet today, their

unexpected reunion revealed a different Mavis. Aside from her anxious attempts to justify herself

without betraying Marcus, every word out of her mouth was filled with caution.

He had stopped her because he remembered her past restroom escape, which annoyed him.

“Don’t take too long in there,” he cautioned.

After stopping her, Harlan found himself at a loss for words. He only managed to say that one

sentence, but one thing was clear: he no longer harbored intentions of killing her.

“Three minutes.”