?Chapter 483: Mom, youll support me, wont you? And my biological dad… hell back us up too, right? Lillie gave a solemn nod, her voice steady.


    Your father is still in elia.


    Once hes finished with his business, hell join us in our quest for vengeance.


    Angs delicate features darkened, a sinister shadow overtaking her once gentle expression.


    Her eyes burned with cold fury, her lips curling into a bitter smile.


    I will make sure the Brooks family, the Hilton family, and Harlee pay dearly! None of them will ever see a happy ending! she spat, her voice dripping with malice.


    In Uwhor, Matteos face twisted with annoyance as he barked at Hale, You were supposed to safeguard our site from Harlees intrusions, not busy yourself with setting up some useless forum! Hale remained cool, his expression detached.


    What madness are you still on about? Harlees got a boyfriend now, a man whoseplexity is beyond our understanding.


    Youre putting our crew at risk, meddling in her life like some lovesick third wheel.


    What the hell is wrong with you? Matteo hissed.


    In a slow, unconcerned voice, Hale remarked, Matteo, youve got it all wrong.


    She and that man havent even announced anything official.


    Matteos expression stiffened, disbelief creeping into his gaze.


    They havent made it official? Are you certain? Find great reads at g α? ησ ν???? ????s Absolutely, Hale retorted, slouching deeper into the sofa with a smug look.


    I found out through the very forum you just dismissed.


    I left some bait there.


    Embarrassment hardened Matteos features, but he persisted.


    Even so, remember this.


    Youre nothing to Harlee.


    Unless she loses her memory, you two will never be together! Hale shrugged indifferently, his voice steady.


    Thats exactly the scenario Im counting on.


    Meeting Hales steady gaze, Matteo searched for any sign of jest.


    When none came, his expression turned to one of sheer disbelief, realizing Hale was dead serious.


    Youve lost your mind, truly lost it… A sharp glint of iciness shed in Hales eyes as he fixed his stare on Matteo, his expression dripping with contempt.


    Matteo felt a shadow pass over his gaze.


    He had always believed he held his half-brother firmly under his thumb.


    Yet, in this moment, doubt crept in.


    Matteo realized he might need to tighten his grip.


    The Forsaken, one of his key gangs, could not fall apart because of Hale! Harlee was lost in a dream.


    She found herself in a frigid, snow-nketedndscape, where distant echoes ofughter and visions of a joyful family yed like a far-off melody.


    She shrank into herself, curling tightly on a small, isted slide, as though clinging to thest thread of her existence.


    Out of nowhere, a young boy appeared beside her.


    He removed his coat and gently draped it over her, his body heat slowly rekindling her fading spirit.


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