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    Lindsay wasn’t concerned about any missteps.


    Hale’s men would ensure the n ran smoothly.


    But targeting Nyomi? That was personal. She wanted Harlee to suffer, not just physically, but emotionally. Watching someone Harlee cared about in pain would surely break her spirit.


    Lindsay’s fury had grown far beyond the simple desire to eliminate Harlee. She needed Harleepletely shattered.


    As for why the Sanderson family itself wasn’t Lindsay’s target? She knew their influence far too well.


    Any misstep would mean Hale turning his wrath on her, leaving no room for vengeance.


    Etta gave a stiff nod, her tone cold.


    “Understood.”


    Today was Saturday.


    The extravagant engagement celebration uniting the Green and Sanderson families was now just three days away. Talk of the event’s grandeur had spread like wildfire, with whispers of itsvishness reaching every corner. Rhys had shrewdly ensured the news would spread by leaking that there would beplimentary dining at both the Oak and the prestigious Tartarus Club.


    At a café, Brice, sharp in his tailored ck suit, gently stirred his coffee.


    After a pause, he lifted his gaze to Harlee, who sat opposite him in contemtive silence, his eyes flickering. It was only now that Brice realized Harlee hadn’t eliminated Hale years ago. It was uncharacteristic of her to leave loose ends like this.


    Unable to resist, he asked directly, “Why didn’t you deal with Hale back then?”


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    Harlee casually swirled her drink, took a measured sip, and raised her eyes, her expression calm and unreadable.


    Her fingers rested lightly on the table as she replied with a simple, “Hmm.”


    Though her response was brief, Brice sensedyers of meaning buried beneath it, as though there was a piece of the story he hadn’t uncovered.


    Lifting his chin slightly, Brice thought back to the events of that year. Taking a steadying breath, he pressed further, “Was it because of me?”


    Years ago, there had been a time when Harlee and Hale were mere acquaintances, their fallout having yet toe.


    During a mission, she had unexpectedly run into Hale and decided to keep him by her side. It was during this time that Brice had been cruelly mistreated by a man.


    Harlee had stepped in, giving Brice a fresh identity, teaching him to navigate the world, and inspiring him to pursue his dreams. When she discovered his passion for fashion, she established Janessa Studio and ced Brice at its helm.


    She shielded him from his failures, celebrated his triumphs, and mentored him into the person he had be. Yet, not long after, Harlee uncovered Hale’s ulterior motives and confronted him numerous times. On theirst encounter, she’d been prepared to eliminate him when Hale yed his trump card, threatening to releasepromising photos of Brice posthumously if she killed him. The humiliation those images could bring would ruin Brice’s future.


    At that point, Brice was just beginning to find his footing. If those photos were exposed, he would lose his drive to live.


    Harlee had no choice but to relent. Using her skills, she destroyed the photos and evidence Hale had on Brice and struck an agreement that if Hale stayed in line, she wouldn’t take his life.


    Brice, unaware of any of this, had believed Hale was dealt with permanently.


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