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    “The mastermind would needprehensive control, extensive knowledge, and a substantialwork to manage such widespread operations involving numerous frontpanies.”


    As Harlee spoke, Franco and the others scribbled notes diligently. Desmond, too, was jotting down her points.


    “The mastermind likely holds some influence in Baythorn, as managing frontpanies tied to major corporations requires significant clout,” she added.


    Franco took this in, more engaged than usual. Previously, he had followed orders without much thought. Puzzled, he asked, “Does their status suggest we focus on well-established Baythorn families?”


    “Not exclusively,” Harlee corrected, turning to address him directly.


    “Consider potential figures from political or military backgrounds as well. The mastermind could be someone unexpected.”


    “Got it,” Franco responded, making a careful note of her advice.


    “Oh, and the most important thing!” Harlee said, setting her pen down before picking it up again.


    “How did this person end up working with N? Why are they cooperating? Do they share amon enemy, or is it just for their own amusement?”


    The group’s expressions turned contemtive. Tracking N’s movements was currently impossible,plicating their task.


    “From what I know of N, it’s likely she initiated contact with our suspect, driven by a strong animosity toward us,” Harlee said.


    Franco, reviewing his extensive notes, said, “I suspect this individual might bear a grudge against the Green family or the Sanderson family. Yet, considering N’s minor role within the Happer family, why would someone of higher standing coborate with her?”


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    “That’s why I mentioned that this person’s status and position probably aren’t very high,” Harlee exined.


    Desmond chimed in, “They’re desperate, dependent on others to exact their vengeance!”


    “N is cautious about whom she trusts. If she’s willing to depend on someone for something so crucial, that person must deeply despise the Green family and Sanderson family. Who harbors such resentment?” Harlee pondered aloud, her thoughts deepening. The individual in question was of modest status, held a profound grudge against the Green family and Sanderson family, and was essible to N…


    As Harlee contemted, an image abruptly came to mind, causing her to clench her pen tightly. Could it really be him? Yet, he had always been kind to her…


    “Harlee?” Desmond, noticing her distraction, called out.


    “Harlee, do you have an idea who it might be?”


    Harlee shook her head but then hesitantly nodded.


    “I have a suspicion, but it seems unlikely.”


    “Who are you thinking of?” Franco asked, leaning in.


    “Lucius Swain.”


    With a heavy heart, Harlee made her way to the beanbag chair and seated herself before slowly saying the name aloud.


    Lucius Swain? Franco’s jaw dropped in shock. It was unimaginable that Harlee would suspect Lucius, the man who had always been like a father to her.


    Lucius Swain, a trusted assistant to Baldrick for years, always greeted everyone with a warm smile. To Harlee, he was like a benevolent elder, always looking out for her safety.


    Lucius consistently expressed concern whenever Harlee faced difficult tasks. He would adamantly oppose her involvement, and if unable to dissuade her, he would ensure she had ample support, regardless of the potential repercussions to his rtionship with Baldrick.


    There was an instance when Harlee nearly got hurt dismantling a fraud ring. Lucius was so distressed upon hearing the news that he passed out. Later that evening, he flew to elia on a private jet and only calmed down once he confirmed Harlee was safe. Both Desmond and Franco had encountered Lucius during that tense period.


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