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    “I’m not in the habit of exining myself,” Harlee responded icily.


    N observed Harlee, realizing the direness of their situation. Despite this, she still had questions.


    “Harlee, are you really this formidable? Why have you allowed me to act so arrogantly all these years and even let yourself be kidnapped?”


    Fear tinged N’s voice, the implications of Harlee’s actions too daunting to fullyprehend.


    Errol, regaining some of hisposure, caught on to N’s implication.


    “What do you mean? Are you suggesting that she could easily dismantle our Happer family? That she’s been manipting us all along?”


    Harlee merely lifted her eyelids, her gaze indifferent, sweeping over Errol and N without a word. Errol and N were trapped in their own downfall, much like Egan had been. Watching them unravel was somewhat amusing.


    N, feeling cornered yet defiant, clung to herst shred of defense.


    “Grandpa, remember what happened with Matteo? After that, Harlee has be more cautious. She wouldn’t expose herself to capture without a reason!”


    Since Tonya’s incident, Harlee had indeed grown more vignt, particrly regarding the safety of Twilight members. She wouldn’t allow them into danger without assured confidence in their safety. Herposed demeanor as she sat there spoke volumes.


    Errol felt his blood freeze. Harlee was terrifyinglyposed. To maintain such poise at just over twenty years old—what might she achieve in another decade? Errol knew that today, either he or Harlee would not walk away unscathed. Still, he believed the advantage was his.


    Looking at Harlee, who sat calmly, Errol narrowed his eyes slightly. His expression shifted bizarrely, and he erupted into loudughter.


    “Excellent, excellent! With a specimen like Harlee, my experiments will advance significantly. Then, I will control the fate of this world!”


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    Errol had clearly lost his grip on sanity, obsessed with controlling everyone’s destiny, heedless of the dangers posed by Harlee.


    Harlee stood up, her demeanor unchanged, and directed her gaze past Errol to N. Her voice was crisp and cold.


    “N, since you’ve earned Errol’s trust, and escaping here seems unlikely for me, why don’t you exin why you chose that path back then? And what do you know about Tonya?”


    Harlee’s inquiry made Errol drop his guard. He turned his attention to N.


    “N, quickly say what you need to. My experiment has waited long enough.”


    Errol was unconcerned about Harlee’s machinations. Theboratory was rigged with a self-destruct mechanism—if she attempted any escape, they would all be destroyed.


    N paused, and then her expression twisted sinisterly.


    “Harlee, you’ve been holding back confronting me for so long just for these answers? Fine. Since you want to know why I chose that path, I’ll tell you—and let it mark the end of our once-close friendship!”


    Errol’s brow furrowed, displeasure flickering across his face. Once-close friendship? N and Harlee were close once? This was news to him. What was N ying at? Yet, he allowed N to continue, intrigued by Harlee’s reactions, which for once varied from her usual indifference.


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