?Chapter 796:


    Tonya asked, “Harlee, what’s the matter? Are you concerned that Matteo can’t keep Hale in check? Matteo virtually rules over half the criminal underworld in Uwhor.


    Detaining Hale shouldn’t be an issue.”


    Harlee responded with a casual wave of her hand.


    “It just strikes me as odd.”


    Tonya nced at Rhys.


    “Do you find it odd as well?”


    “Better safe than sorry,” Rhys replied in an even tone.


    While he was confident everything was under control, he chose to exercise extra caution, knowing Harlee was concerned.


    With his eyelids drooping slightly, Rhys quietlymanded, “Hamilton, instruct Bart to intensify surveince.”


    “Understood,” Hamilton nodded.


    Harlee took a sip of coffee, trying to quell her unease and steady her emotions. She then turned to Tonya with a serious expression and asked, “Do you really think Hale would let go that easily?”


    Without hesitation, Tonya shook her head.


    Hale’s obsessive trait was unmistakable.


    He would stop at nothing to get what he sought. The likelihood of him just letting go was minimal.


    Frowning, Tonya said, “Now that we’re on the subject, it is odd indeed. With the news of your engagement to Rhys, some sort of uproar from Hale was expected, but he did nothing…


    Latest stories on gα?ησv???s


    Could it be…”


    Harlee nodded in agreement.


    “Same mind here.


    He might make his move in the next few days.”


    “Ensure everyone is on high alert.”


    “Alright, I’ll take care of it right away. We’ll make sure he doesn’t disrupt your engagement celebration.”


    With this, Tonya stood up, whispered a few instructions to Harlee, and departed.


    After assigning tasks for Bart, Hamilton returned to find Tonya leaving, his lips twitching slightly.


    He couldn’t help but wonder what had transpired. It felt as if a storm was on the horizon.


    Hamilton realized he had missed some critical updates while he was out in the hallway and decided to get details from Patrickter.


    Just then, Harlee’s phone rang. She nced at the caller ID before picking up.


    “Mom… Yes, I’m with him… Now? Okay, we’lle back right away.”


    After ending the call, Harlee turned to Rhys, her hand naturally seeking his, and offered a gentle smile.


    “Ree,e home with me.”


    Rhys warmly took Harlee’s hand, his ears tinting pink at her mention of “home.” He grinned and replied, “Alright.”


    Hamilton and Patrick subtly averted their gazes. They were growing weary of witnessing the couple’s overly affectionate disys.


    .


    .


    .