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    “Mr. Happer, should we investigate Ms. Sanderson’s background further?” Moshe asked.


    Errol’s face darkened with fury. His brows furrowed, and his eyes shed with anger. His breathing became rapid and heavy. In a burst of rage, he grabbed the teacup from the table and hurled it to the floor, where it shattered, sending porcin shards and spilling tea everywhere.


    The air in the room grew thick with tension.


    Errol hadn’t expected Harlee’s boldness in challenging him in Uwhor, a ce he considered his domain. Harlee, a member of the Sanderson family from Baythorn, was just N’s enemy, but the nerve of her trying to go up against the powerful Happer family!


    Yet, information about Harlee was strangely scarce. Details of her time with the Gill family were limited, and while more data surfaced after she rejoined the Sandersons, nothing substantial emerged. Information on her husband—the heir to the Green Group—was even harder toe by, and the Green Group’s assets were beyond estimation.


    Errol pondered theplexity of dealing with Harlee discreetly, especially for N’s sake. It would require significant effort. Deploying his formidable allies could be the solution, but the situation had grown far moreplicated than he had initially anticipated.


    An option, their involvement was crucial to the Happer family’s uing strategic needs. Plus, they executed only one task a year for the family head, and Errol was not inclined to waste such a resource on Harlee.


    “Alright, arrange a small team to delve deeper into Harlee and her husband’s background,” Errol instructed, his expression stern.


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    “If necessary, engage specialized agencies, regardless of the cost. Remember, securing urate intelligence on them, even if it costs ten times more, is crucial.”


    Moshe nodded respectfully.


    “Yes, I’ll see to it immediately.”


    After a brief pause, Moshe voiced his concerns.


    “Mr. Happer, Ms. Sanderson may be moreplex than we anticipated. She orchestrated the Cavendish family’s downfall overnight, and she could pose a threat to our family. I’m concerned that Miss Happer’s ongoing conflict with her mightpromise our ns in…”


    Moshe trailed off, but Errol, the astute and cunning patriarch, understood his apprehensions.


    As the architects of the Happer family’s current stature, Errol and Moshe were neither naive nor reckless, especially when dealing with an unknown like Harlee. Yet, Errol maintained his confidence. He doubted that Harlee could affect the Happer family’s forting strategies. Even Moshe was unaware of his ultimate goal. How could Harlee, a young woman, possibly know?


    “Impossible,” Errol dered, shaking his head, his eyes gleaming with a cold intensity.


    “The only ones privy to our next moves are you, me, and our trusted circle. Harlee wouldn’t know our ns. The copse of the Cavendish family might not be her doing. We needn’t be overly cautious. As for the conflict between N and Harlee, we should stay out of it.”


    Disappointment flickered in Errol’s gaze as he spoke of N. Among the younger generation, he valued her the most. Had it not been for her calcting nature, which was unfavorable for the future of the Happer family, he would have appointed her as the acting head long ago.


    It was disheartening to know that N struggled to outsmart Harlee, a seemingly insignificant figure who had reconnected with the Sanderson family only a few years back.


    Errol felt he had made the right decision in choosing Davenport for the role of acting head.


    Davenport’s remarkable growth over the past year had reassured Errol. He was convinced that Davenport’s leadership as acting head would elevate the Happer family to new heights.


    Moshe, though still harboring some doubts, gave apliant nod. Errol’s assurance must mean he had a n in mind. Perhaps Moshe’s worries were merely shadows on the wall.


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