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    Kareem simply mentioned Barry.


    At the mention of that name, everyone’s eyes in the room widened as they turned to Harlee, simultaneously gasping. Their expressions were a mix of shock and disbelief. Barry? Wasn’t he the president of Gruinia? He had been at the Golden Summit just recently, and… Oh gosh.


    At that realization, everyone was frozen in astonishment.


    “So, what was the pay?” Kareem asked, unfazed by the others’ stunned reactions. He knew his sister wouldn’t serve as anyone’s bodyguard unless thepensation was substantial.


    “A billion.”


    Harlee’s response was nonchnt, without even lifting her gaze.


    The room descended into silence for a long moment.


    Rhys, who had been feeding Harlee grapes, broke into a broad grin. He admired his wife’s negotiation skills. If it had been him, he would have probably settled for five or six hundred million.


    Kareem’s hand shook slightly as he held his teacup. Harlee was proving to be even more remarkable than he had realized. After all, getting someone as frugal as Barry to shell out a billion for protection was no small feat!


    Robbie, observing Tiffany’s and Clint’s astounded faces, felt the urge to downy the aplishment.


    “What’s the big deal? Harlee agreed to be Barry’s bodyguard purely for the billion-dor payoff! Back then, Harlee had managed to secure a fortune from Barry right in his own territory, eventually leaving him to cordially bid her farewell and hand over the hefty reward. In the grand scheme of things, a billion was just the tip of the iceberg!”


    Cillian looked over at Harlee with a calm expression. Her capabilities far exceeded his expectations. It was clear why Patrick had chosen to side with her. He began to ponder if switching sides might benefit him as well.


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    Suddenly, another shout of “victory!” from the game Harlee indulged in echoed through the room, followed by herid-back voice.


    “Is that amount too small?” She seemed to be contemting whether to negotiate for a higher payment from Barry in the future.


    The room fell silent upon hearing her words.


    “No, no,” Kareem said, his voice shaky as he grappled with mixed emotions. His hand trembled even more as he set his teacup down and quickly excused himself from Remson Manor.


    Kareem needed some time alone to process and adjust to the new revtions about Harlee, whom he had known for nearly four years, yet only now realized the full extent of her influence.


    Monday soon came.


    Harlee had been spending her days at Baythorn, disengaged from the ongoing training of recruits and the setup of Twilight’s new informationwork. Aldrich was zealously challenging the recruits and selected members of Twilight with increasingly harsh “games.”


    Serena was engrossed in her work at a smallboratory on T&H Ind, surfacing only every few days. Patrick had been tasked by Rhys with managing projects in Gruinia and elia.


    The once bustling Remson Manor had grown quieter.


    Harlee reclinedzily on a sofa in the ss room, her eyes closed in rxation. With Felix away with Belinda in a neighboring state, she had no childcare duties for the time being.


    Suddenly, Robbie burst in. He approached Harlee, whoy rxed on the sofa, and said gravely, “Harlee, we’ve got a situation. Desmond has informed us that the leadership of the Rapper family might pass to N. Last night, Errol, the current head, met with Davenport to discuss the possibility of him assuming the role of acting head. They found Davenport unconscious in a hotel room, holding a knife surrounded by several bloodied models. The test results are still pending, but if it turns out Davenport was involved in a crime, it’s likely that N will…”


    Harlee slowly opened her eyes, her gaze dark and unemotional.


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