StartNovelChapter 1370 Chapter 1370: Hearing these words allowed Harlee to breathe a sigh of relief, although her anxiety persisted. "Brenton, what's going on? How did things at the Sandersons becso chaotic, and why are our parents fleeing with Kareem?" Harlee had been preoccupied with issues at T&H Island and the Fletcher family, having not returned hfor several days.
"The evening you traveled to Vloustin City, the Happers organized a closed-door gala in Baythorn. Both our parents were in attendance but soon felt sick. Without warning, the authorities were demanding Kareem surrender them for quarantine, alleging they were infected," Brenton remarked, his voice heavy with fatigue. "It's likely the disruption at hwas caused by their search of the property. Kareem has been evading their capture while also searching for a mentor of Fleming's." "That mentor specializes in virology," Brenton added, worried Harlee might miss the importance.
"The Happer family of Baythorn?" Harlee's brows furrowed deeply.
"That's right," Brenton answered. "The specifics are dull, but it's undoubtedly a calculated conspiracy. The Sandersons are being targeted deliberately." Fresh updates available at galHarlee held her phone with a firm grip, staying silent as she lifted her eyes to meet Rhys', whose face showed deep concern. She looked into his eyes intently for a prolonged moment before her lips began to move with effort. Despite the difficulty, her voice cout strong as she said into the phone, "Brenton, ensure our parents are safe with Kareem. As for Nola... She's mine to handle!" This statement caused Rhys' expression to tighten, a sign of his emerging exasperation. He understood Harlee was not one to back down. Nola's use of Tania to infiltrate Harlee's life alone was reason enough for Harlee not to forgive her lightly. Not to mention the intricate traps and the harm done to Lonnie and Skyla. Harlee was undoubtedly out for vengeance.
"Harlee!" Brenton said, his voice filled with concern. “Just rest and let us handle the situation.” Rhys relaxed his embrace but held Harlee's hand tightly, pulling her close to his chest with a firm tug. Looking down into her eyes, he replied gravely, "No matter your decision, I'm with you." Harlee looked slightly distant, but a feeling of warmth grew within her. She tightened her hold on his hand, her determination now more visible than ever.
Brenton nearly lost his composure at Rhys' words. "Rhys, are you mad? If my parents are infected with a serious virus, isn't it obvious that Nola could be leveraging a biological threat? And yet, you're ready to let Harlee confront her. What if Harlee gets infected? Damn it! Think clearly!" The true intentions of their opponents were still unknown, yet Rhys was prepared to support Harlee's decision to confront Nola. Had Brenton not been preoccupied, he would have headed straight to Remson Manor to knock ssense into Rhys.
"Brenton, makingsit idle at hwhile you all are in danger will only leavefeeling restless," Harlee responded clearly. "That's even more harmful to my pregnancy." Brenton was left without words. Once Harlee made her decision, it was final, particularly with Rhys' unyielding support by her side.
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