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    Kiaan’s jaw tightened, unease clouding his expression.


    Hearing this news only deepened his anxiety.


    “Tell everyone to tread carefully. If Harlee locates us…” Kiaan couldn’t imagine the extent of Harlee’s vengeance.


    His grasp on the phone grew tighter.


    He had nned to reveal this whole n to Harlee, hoping she could spare him, but she abruptly ended the call before hearing him out.


    The man in dark attire gave a slight nod.


    “Got it. This involves everyone’s safety, so caution is paramount.”


    At the same time, Harlee dashed toward the VIP section of the hospital, but it was alreadyte.


    She knocked on the door repeatedly, but no answer came. Panic surged through her, and she quickly shoved the door open.


    The room was vacant, except for the meal sitting untouched on the table.


    Harlee’s hands curled into fists, her gaze hard with fury. Whoever was behind this was asking for a fight, and she was ready to deliver.


    She swiftly transformed her phone into an improvisedputer, her fingers moving rapidly across the keyboard. Within moments, she pinpointed the earlier caller’s location.


    After confirming the address, she put her device away and prepared to leave.


    But a text message interrupted her.


    The sender was unknown, and the content was chilling: “If you want Jose and Belinda to stay alive, bring 20 million in cash and arge vessel. I’ll tell you the time and ce for the handoverter.


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    Do not involvew enforcement, or you’ll regret it!”


    Attached was a photo of Jose and Belinda, bound and helpless.


    Harlee’s expression hardened as she read the words. She was furious.


    Since returning to the Sanderson family, she’d endured constant disregard. Now, her loved ones were being dragged into it. It was time to retaliate.


    She began tracing the origin of the message.


    As she suspected, both numbers pointed to the same spot. Though tension filled her, she maintained a calm exterior. She was well aware the culprits were remnants of Hale’s crew, clearly seeking funds and a ship to escape to Uwhor.


    Armed with this knowledge, she knew how to turn the situation in her favor.


    Harlee called Tonya.


    “Tonya, Hale’s people have made their move. I’ll send you their location. It’s an old factory.


    Bring Ritchie. This time, I want them to disappearpletely!”


    Tonya, well-acquainted with Harlee’s temperament, didn’t hesitate.


    “Understood. We’ll handle Jose and Belinda. The rest is yours.”


    Tonya could tell Harlee’s rage was unrelenting this time.


    “Good. See you there.” With that, Harlee ended the call and exited the hospital.


    After receiving the coordinates, Tonya’s determination sparked, and she immediately pulled Ritchie into the car. Still puzzled, Ritchie asked, “Tonya, what’s happening?” With a grave tone, Tonya answered, “Rhys’ parents have been kidnapped.”


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