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    “I refuse to let him spend his final days in this miserable, underground chamber.”


    “But Mr. Green had explicit instructions before he copsed.” Though Christopher trusted Harlee wouldn’t harm Rhys, that didn’t mean he could disregard Rhys’ orders.


    “My decision isn’t up for debate.” With these final, cold words, Harlee continued to help Rhys ascend the stairs.


    Christopher, gripped by a sudden panic, reached out to seize Rhys’ arm to halt their departure.


    However, a chilling re from Harlee rooted him in ce. The deathly intent in her stare was unmistakable.


    Christopher had no fear of death itself, but his dedication to outlive Rhys was essential.


    He vowed to survive as long as Rhys breathed.


    Harlee struggled under Rhys’ weight as they progressed. Upon entering the living room, her breaths were strained and deep. She eased Rhys onto the couch, gently supporting him until he was seated securely.


    Silently, Harlee sat beside Rhys, allowing him to rest his head against her shoulder.


    His eyelids remained closed, hisplexion deathly pale. The slight warmth originating from Rhys’ body provided Harlee with faintfort.


    Determined, she believed there was still a possibility to heal him, recalling how he had found the cure for Nic’s condition.


    Shifting slightly to ensure Rhys was morefortable against her, Harlee gazed down at his face, which she hadn’t properly seen for nearly four years. With a tender smile, she caressed his cheek, as if touching a long-lost, precious artifact.


    “What in the world has happened over the past three years?” While her eyes remained soft, her voice took on a cold tone.


    At Harlee’s question, Christopher nced at Rhys, but the ensuing silence was overwhelming.


    He rubbed his nose. If only he had dyed administering the sedative today.


    Christopher stood, fists clenched, wrestling with his thoughts. Rhys had not explicitly forbidden him from discussing the past with Harlee. Perhaps sharing some details was permissible.


    Strengthening his resolve, Christopher began.


    “Three years ago, Anika followed Hale and Lucretia to Mogluylia.


    After the incident with Lindsay and Mr. Green falling off the cliff, Mr. Green was rescued by Anika.


    Anika poisoned Rhys with a lethal toxin, intending to manipte him against you. Over time, however, her feelings shifted, and she fell for him. She forced Mr. Green toply with her demands using the antidote. Later, Mr. Green feigned affection for her, helping with his undercover schemes.”


    Christopher hastily added, “Please don’t think too much about it. Mr. Green has no feelings for Anika. I was the one who dated her.”


    Christopher’s words puzzled Harlee.


    Harlee’s face showed shock, prompting Christopher to quickly say, “Hold on. I’ll get something from my room that will exin everything.”


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