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    “Carry out his n and make adjustments based on how things unfold.”


    Rhys looked up at Harlee and immediately said, “The meeting is adjourned.”


    Harlee looked up, their eyes meeting.


    “You don’t have to stop the meeting for me. I don’t needplete silence to work.”


    “Everything has been taken care of,” Rhys said as he snapped hisptop shut, looking up at Harlee.


    “So, what’s your next move with N?”


    “I’ll hold off for now,” Harlee replied, shaking her head.


    “I’ve just learned two things. Firstly, N isn’t plotting anything soon. She’s dealing with some trouble regarding the Mechuique arms deal, and the Happer family is preupied.”


    Given N’s tendency to create chaos, even though she was overwhelmed, dismissing her entirely would be a mistake.


    Rhys’ expression grew intense.


    “Should I kill N?”


    “Eliminating her would be straightforward, but the Happer family stands with her. Too many people would get involved,” Harlee responded quietly.


    It wasn’t fear of N that restrained Harlee, but the potential bacsh from the Happer family that could provoke endless strife. She didn’t want Twilight members constantly battling sneak attacks. After all, they had aspirations to open a farmhouse restaurant.


    “But this way, you also lose the chance to uncover why she’s targeted you,” Rhys said, understanding her deeper concerns.


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    “There’s no way around it. I really want to know why she holds such deep hatred,” Harlee said, feeling trapped in herck of understanding. If she knew N’s motives, she might have orchestrated a counterstrategy rather than react defensively.


    Standing, Rhys moved closer and pulled up a chair beside her. cing his hand on the table, he leaned in, his voice soothing yetpelling.


    “And the second piece of news?”


    “I need to probe deeper into N and the Happer family. Expect me to be out and about, just giving you a heads up,” she said, offering him a charming smile.


    “Seek approval for what?” Rhys feigned ignorance.


    It seemed his consent wouldn’te easily, though Harlee had anticipated as much.


    Harlee slid theptop between them, forming a barrier.


    “Then let me work without interruption. I’m limited to three hours on theputer daily, and I’m swamped!”


    As she finished speaking, herptop was pushed away, and she fell into his arms.


    The room was bathed in a warm, golden hue from the outside light, intensifying the mood.


    Rhys met her gaze squarely, his eyes intense with concern.


    “I’d rather you didn’t delve into the Happer family or N. It’s too risky. What if I can’t be there with you?” He was entangled in his own problems, and their paths might not always align.


    “Rhys…”


    Before she could say more, Rhys added, “You’d find a way to go without telling me.”


    He sighed, releasing her from his embrace and meeting her gaze with a grave intensity.


    “Therefore, I have one condition. Promise me, wherever you are, you’ll wait for me!” His determination to stay by her side was unwavering. The thought of her embarking on any venture alone unnerved him. He worried that something might happen to her. Just like the night before, she had slipped into a spiral of self-me. If he hadn’t been there, he couldn’t bear to imagine what painful ways she might have turned to just to cope.


    Harlee’s eyes fell to where his hand sped hers, and she felt a wave of affection. She looked up with sincerity in her eyes.


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