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    “Okay, go ahead. I’ll head back after my vacation ends,” Elva quickly said.


    Tiffany chimed in,


    “I’ll drive Elva back then. You take care of what you need to.”


    “Okay,” Harlee replied, nodding to both before leaving the set. She sent a quick message to Rhys as she made her way to the airport.


    Elsewhere, Rhys frowned as he read the message.


    “Uwhor? Why is Lee going to Uwhor now?”


    He exited the message screen and called out,


    “Patrick!”


    Patrick entered promptly.


    “Yes?”


    Rhys instructed,


    “Handle the remaining tasks with Brixton. I need to go to Uwhor.”


    “Yes, sir!”


    It was midnight in Uwhor.


    In the presidential suite, Harlee, who had just dozed off, suddenly opened her eyes in the dark. She listened intently for a moment, then resumed her rxed pose, a cryptic smile ying on her lips.


    Secondster, her expression went nk as she feigned deep sleep.


    Just then, the suite door opened. Two fully armed men in ck entered first, followed by an elderly man and a young woman.


    The two men in ck nced at the apparently sedated Harlee, shared a look, and signaled to those outside.


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    One of the men approached Harlee with a small bottle, cing it near her nose. After a minute, the elderly man and the young woman slowly entered. N, the young woman in question, frowned skeptically.


    “We made it this easily?”


    Errol tapped her leg with his cane, scolding angrily,


    “Harlee is just a reckless and rude woman. Do you really think she can beat me? I told you long ago I’d give you a chance for revenge!”


    N said nothing, sensing that the situation was moreplex than it appeared.


    Half an hourter, the group reached aboratory nestled at the base of a secluded mountain in Uwhor. Errol had utilized the Rapper family’s vast resources to construct it, and its scale was nothing short of impressive. He had recruited top experimental personnel from around the world, all of whom shared a fervent interest in conducting human biochemical experiments. They were brilliant yet morally unbounded scientists, united under Errol’s vision to dominate the world.


    Inside theboratory, Errol’s demeanor was severe and intimidating. A faint smile only appeared on his face when he observed Harlee, whoy motionless. Standing behind him, N wrestled with her emotions. This was her first glimpse into Errol’s true ambitions and her first encounter with the Happer family’s secretboratory. She began to question her recent pursuits—had everything she chased in recent years been wrong? But now, any regrets were futile. Errol had already ensnared her in his ns.


    Moshe, responsible for the external arrangements, was confident that nothing inside would go awry. Despite Harlee’s formidable capabilities, escape was impossible. Theboratory was locked down by Errol’s security protocols, which required his iris scan for anyone to exit, including the researchers.


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