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    “To poison Davenport,” Harlee replied without hesitation, her intentions clear. She had ns for Robbie and the others to monitor Davenport closely, suspecting the situation was moreplex than it appeared.


    At that moment, Robbie set a ss of freshly squeezed grape juice before Harlee.


    “Harlee, I made this myself. Have a sip. It might soothe your throat.”


    Upon learning of Harlee’s n to poison Davenport, Robbie connected her injury to the Happer family or perhaps to the influential figures shrouded in secrecy behind them. His brow creased with worry.


    “Harlee, have you found any leads on who’s supporting the Happer family?” Robbie’s expression showed his concern.


    Harlee took the ss from Robbie, leaned back, and after a thoughtful sip, she said softly, “No, they remain a mystery, serving only the heads of the Happer family. No one knows their true identities, except for Errol.”


    Before returning, Harlee had tried to uncover these mysterious backers, but her search was fruitless. Few even knew of their existence. Their strategy was thorough: leave no trace, ensuring their actions were untraceable. Naturally, this ensured that the existence of such a formidable force behind the Happer family remained unknown.


    Harlee was puzzled. Why, then, would N know of these figures, and why would she share this with Harlee willingly?


    Robbie and the others gradually furrowed their brows in deep thought. As the implications dawned on them, they realized the gravity of the situation. Should Davenport ascend as the family head with hidden agendas, they would face challenges like never before.


    Just then, Serena finished bandaging the wound and began to pack up her medical kit.


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    “I’ll head back to the base now,” she announced.


    Harlee tilted her head and casually draped her arm over the back of the sofa, fixing her gaze on Thiago, who lingered at the rear of the room.


    “Go back with Serena and organize the poisons at the base,” she directed.


    “Make a list.”


    “Yes!” The two acknowledged with a nod before swiftly exiting the living room. Once Serena and Thiago had departed, Robbie and Cillian positioned themselves on the single sofas nking Harlee. Robbie’s gaze shifted toward Harlee, tinged with hesitation, as though he was wrestling with his thoughts.


    “You have something to say?” Harlee asked, arching an eyebrow.


    Robbie nodded and then scooted closer to Harlee, his movements slightly exaggerated.


    “Harlee, have there been any updates from Stefan? What exactly urred that night? What was Davenport’s role in all this?”


    Robbie struggled with these questions, particrly how N managed to coax Davenport into taking several models into the hotel personally.


    Harlee reflected on Stefan’s ount, her expression turning contemtive.


    After a brief silence, she replied, “I don’t have all the details. I can only surmise that Davenport’s motives were not benign.”


    She took a moment before adding, “Though he appeared unconscious that night, the drugs Stefan had analyzed suggest he was nearly lucid when he escorted the models into the hotel room. He didn’t resist. This indicates that the drugs merely exacerbated the malice within him, revealing his true nature.”


    Robbie’s and Cillian’s faces clouded over upon hearing this. Given Davenport’s character, it was no surprise Harlee contemted poisoning him. They had to remain vignt around someone of his ilk.


    Harlee’s fingers tapped rhythmically on the sofa’s edge, her gaze distant and devoid of emotion.


    Cillian faced Harlee, his expression grave.


    “This is aplex situation. If Davenport is as deceitful as he appears, then the Happer family could be a significant threat.”


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