?Chapter 1374:


    There, Harlee settled onto the bed, unpacked herptop, and powered it on, immediately receiving a video file from Jianna. This was surveince footage from the Happer estate in Baythorn.


    Harlee eagerly clicked to open the footage, but the file wouldn’t load. After trying again, she discovered herptop had been hit with a virus.


    “It’s just a simple surveince clip, yet encrypted withyers of passwords. What are you hiding that needs such high security, N?” Harlee murmured to herself, her fingers flying over the keyboard.


    Her initial oversight of the video’s encryption had led to the virus infection. Nheless, she quickly remedied the situation, bypassing the encryption and resolving the virus issue within five minutes.


    “N even makes sure this video auto-erases every three days.” With a knowing smirk, Harlee picked up her phone to text Jianna. “Surveince issue sorted. I’ll send more instructions after I review the footage.”


    Jianna quickly replied, “Forget the instructions. I need to start running for my life now!”


    As Harlee held her phone, her hand tightened instinctively. She quickly sent Jianna a message, asking, “What’s the situation? Have N or Tania uncovered anything?”


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    Jianna replied almost instantly, “Both, but they didn’t discover my identity.” With tension mounting, Harlee bit her lower lip, her anxiety deepening, especially after noticing the alert, “The other party has abruptly logged out,” on the Shadow Moon Society’s dedicated app.


    Harlee swiftly closed the app and attempted to contact Thiago.


    When Thiago didn’t pick up immediately, Harlee’s face grew sterner, her throat constricting with worry.


    “Harlee.” The call was finally connected.


    A sigh of relief escaped Harlee. “Have you located Jianna?” she asked. Background noises filled Thiago’s end, amidst which Harlee focused on catching his response.


    “We’ve found her location, but the meeting hasn’t happened yet. She’s being pursued by N’s agents,” Thiago exined.


    In a steady tone, Harleemanded, “Ensure her protection and maintain your cover.” She always kept her true feelings hidden from her team, never revealing her worries.


    “Okay!” Thiago’s response was notably resolute.


    Harlee was adamant that no member of the Shadow Moon Society shoulde to harm.


    After disconnecting the call, Harlee returned her gaze to theptop screen, still fraught with unease. As she regained herposure, her focus intensified.


    She then arranged all surveince footage from the entrance of the Happer property on herptop, dividing the screen into twelve segments and setting the yback speed to threefold.


    Each video was reduced to a small quadrant, yet Harlee scrutinized every detail, making note of precise timings.


    Remaining in the study, Harlee continued her vignt observation for an hour. Her eyes grew weary, and her cognitive sharpness began to diminish. She stopped the video and closed her eyes, feeling overwhelmed. The barrage of iing data had begun to cause a painful throb in her temples.


    In under three minutes, Harlee opened her eyes again to see Belinda entering with desserts. “Harlee, please take a moment to rx. I’ve made a new dessert. Would you like to try it?”


    “Okay.” Harlee spoke softly as she approached Belinda, picked up a cookie, and tasted it. “It’s not overly sweet, just the way I prefer. Thanks.”


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