?Chapter 851:


    After some time, she began to shiver uncontrobly, clutching herself tighter. Though drained and weary, she resisted sleep.


    Closing her eyes only brought visions of Nyomi suffering at Lindsay’s hands and Rhys tumbling down the cliff to save her. She remained on the floor until dawn, eyes wide open.


    At six o’clock, Harlee rose, her expression nk, and walked into the bathroom as if she were someone else. She methodically wiped off her makeup.


    Her cheeks were no longer flushed. She softly touched them, her expression turning determined.


    “Rhys, I will wait for your return.”


    Harlee had stayed updated through the group chatst night. She knew Patrick and the team hadbed the cliff thoroughly but found neither Rhys nor Lindsay. This convinced her that Rhys was still alive. Regarding the river at the base of the cliff that was mentioned in the group chat, Harlee decided to disregard it. In her heart, Rhys was just in danger, not deceased.


    He was out there somewhere, waiting for her.


    Thus, she was resolved to safeguard everything rted to the Green Group for him. She had to protect his family and ensure that everyone responsible for the kidnapping paid dearly.


    In a distant part of Mechuique, Anika sat at a bar, leisurely sipping her drink. She clinked sses with the woman beside her.


    “How’s that man doing?”


    The woman, radiantly beautiful with a curvaceous figure highlighted by a tight skirt, seemed to hold a captivating power over men.


    Her movements were alluring, her voice naturally seductive.


    “He’s quite a catch. If you don’t want him, I’ll take him.”


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    Anika rolled her eyes at Eugenia Hammond, momentarily at a loss for words.


    “I meant, is he going to be okay?”


    Eugenia exhaled a stream of smoke, smiling.


    “You brought him to me because you know I can treat him, right? He hasn’t lost his memory, so I drugged him to keep him calm and ensure he stays close. Just y your part as the perfect girlfriend.”


    Anika paused, admiring Eugenia’s captivating face, and then her smile widened.


    “You always get me,” Anika said.


    They raised their sses, clinking them together, and Anika drained her whiskey in one gulp.


    Eugenia lifted her ss just slightly, her eyes filled with a seductive glint.


    “Next time, bring me a perfect man. I’m impossible to satisfy.”


    Hearing this, Anika nearly spat out her drink.


    Anika and Eugenia had grown up side by side, both pursuing a specialization in medicine.


    But as time went on, Anika drifted off course, bing infatuated with concocting all sorts of irresistible poisons. Whenever she needed assistance, she would turn to Eugenia, who, in turn, would ask Anika for her concoctions whenever she wanted to torment someone. Their partnership was unrivaled, holding power and influence in both the criminal underworld and the legitimate world.


    Anika had never entertained the idea of revenge that her mother often mulled over.


    A man entangled with six women simply wasn’t worth the trouble.


    Meanwhile, Etta, freshly bandaged, was ushered into the private interrogation room by two muscr men. This ce was staffed entirely by Harlee’s men. Tonya made a quick inspection to ensure that Etta had no means to harm herself and then exited the room.


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