?Chapter 548: By that time, however, Harlee had been summoned to Baldricks office and hadnt nced at her phone.


    Both Clint and Tiffany underwent extensive surgeries throughout the day.


    That evening, Harlee and Tonya made their way to Bellflower Hospital.


    Ritchie, who had been anxiously pacing at the entrance, spotted them and hurried forward.


    His face lit up with relief at the sight of Harlee, and he eximed, Harlee, youve finally arrived! Ive been on edge waiting here for you! Turning his attention to Tonya with a pitiful expression, hemented, Honey, Im hurt… Harlee, momentarily taken aback by Ritchies melodramatic disy, pressed forward into the hospital without a word.


    On the drive over, Ritchie had filled her in on the grim details of what Lindsay had inflicted on Clint and Tiffany.


    This information ignited a fierce anger within Harlee.


    She had initially considered showing leniency toward Lindsay for the sake of Wilton and Belen.


    However, given the circumstances, her resolve hardened.


    She was determined to ensure Lindsay was held ountable for her actions.


    Tonya touched a delicate finger to her lips, her voice a hushed whisper.


    Harlees seething right now.


    Lets not provoke her further.


    Ritchie stiffened, his posture taut with tension, as he followed them closely.


    They soon reached Tiffanys hospital room.


    Harlee entered first, while Tonya and Ritchie halted at the doorway.


    Inside, Tiffanyy motionless, except for her mouth.


    Read exclusive stories at gα?ησν?????s?c?m Harlee approached the bedside, bowing deeply, her eyes heavy with remorse.


    Im sorry… she murmured.


    Tiffany, spotting Harlee, shed aforting smile her way.


    As Harlees words of apology filled the room, Tiffanys demeanor shifted to yful exasperation.


    She gestured animatedly toward a watch resting on the cab, smiling.


    Oh, please, the one who owes an apology isnt you.


    Its that bitch Lindsay! And why apologize, anyway? I should be thanking you! That watch… The backstory unfolded silently in Harlees mind.


    Before she had passed out, she had managed to press the watch into Tiffanys hand, her voice failing her.


    Tiffany, ever the quick thinker, had feigned a stumble as she helped Harlee, discreetly pocketing the watch.


    Eager to divert Harlee from her misced guilt, Tiffany shifted the conversation with a grin.


    Pretty clever of me, dont you think? I managed to keep the tracking watch hidden right under their noses! Hearing Tiffanys reassurance, Harlee stopped apologizing, realizing there was no need to.


    With sincerity, she replied, You are amazing! Even amid such tension, Tiffany had instantly understood Harlees silent gestures and hidden the tracking watch perfectly.


    It was clear that Tiffanys years of experience had been no less valuable than Harlees.


    Harlees voice remained calm, but to Tiffany, it was moreforting than ttery.


    Touched, Tiffany said, Harlee, honestly, this is the first time someone has been hurt but still thought about protecting me.


    Im so grateful to have a friend like you.


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