?Chapter 862:


    Predictably, only Harlee had the power to provoke such a reaction from Hale.


    Hale sat on the floor, his gaze intently fixed on a tenderly backlit photograph of the couple disyed on the screen, along with interviews of bystanders and their congrattory messages.


    He remained still, his eyes bing increasingly bloodshot. The hatefulness radiating from him made it seem as though he wanted to devour the entire TV.


    Eventually, after finishing a bag of chips, Aldrich observed Hale lifting his head.


    A look of fierce vengeance washed over Hale’s face, and a terrifying energy shimmered in his eyes.


    Hale gave a fierce look at Aldrich.


    “I want to see Harlee!”


    Realizing he had reached his objective, Aldrich ced the remaining bags of chips into his pocket.


    “You’ll see her when she’s avable.”


    Hale’s expression turned even colder.


    “I want to see her now!”


    Aldrichughed, looking down at Hale as if he were a joke.


    “Do you think you’re in any position to make demands? Who do you think you are?”


    Hale’s eyes flickered with surprise, but he quickly returned to his brooding state.


    “I said I want to see her. If you try to stop me, I won’t hesitate to make my point using the corpses of the Green family!”


    Hale’s words implied that if Harlee did not visit him, he would target Rhys’ family.


    Aldrich immediately became more vignt.


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    Despite being locked in a cell with no way tomunicate with the outside world, Hale might have other ns in motion. The news of Rhys’ incident had already shattered Harlee. If any harm came to the Green family, she might just annihte the entire Uwhor underworld to make them pay.


    Aldrich let out a cold snort.


    “You’re quite daring, almost as if you weren’t the one locked up in prison.


    Hale, just face the truth.


    Do you really believe anyone who ends up in Harlee’s hands can escape a fate worse than death?” With these words, Aldrich turned and walked away, seemingly unfazed by Hale’s threats.


    Aldrich straightened up and exited cell 494. Then, without missing a beat, he dashed away to make a call.


    Aldrich ryed Hale’s words, expressing his unease.


    “Harlee, it looks like Hale has a backup n. I doubt Hale would mention this without reason. I’m worried that…”


    Harlee cut him off with aposed tone.


    “I understand. Just keep doing what you’re doing.” She then ended the call.


    Bettie, noticing Harlee’s frown, asked, “Is there trouble at work? Is it something urgent? If you need to go, I can pack the food for you.” She was anxious Harlee might skip the meal.


    Harlee reassured her with a smile.


    “It’s nothing serious, Bettie. I couldn’t wait to enjoy your cooking.”


    Relieved by this, Bettie smiled and invited everyone to the table.


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