TimeNovelChapter 1716: Moshe had initially doubted the reports from his subordinates, so much so that he had gone to Mogluylia himself to observe. And yet, Harlee had done nothing remarkable—just an ordinary routine of childcare and academia.
Errol scoffed.
"Keep watching her. When the tcomes, we will settle accounts." "Understood." Moshe gave a respectful nod. Even without Errol's orders, he would never relinquish his self-imposed duty of keeping a watchful eye on Harlee. There was something about her—an air of enigma that never quite settled. She wasn't just a puzzle. She was a locked vault with a missing key. He wasn't one to ignore a mystery. Meanwhile, under the ever-present scrutiny of Errol and his group, Harlee was busy escorting Felix to Brixton's apartment, accompanied by Rhys.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Felix will be staying with you for the day," Rhys said to Brixton flatly.
"If you send him back ahead of schedule, consider all your vacation days this year erased from existence." Rhys cast a glance at Brixton, who was playfully teasing Felix, a subtle smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Without the slightest hesitation, Rhys took Harlee's hand and strolled out. Before heading home, the two even stopped by a nearby supermarket, filling their car with an absurd amount of snacks. It wasn't so much that they had seen off their son, but rather that they had unburdened themselves of a great weight.
Elsewhere, on the plush sofa of Remson Manor's living room, Alina, Jianna, and Robbie lounged comfortably, nibbling on fruit.
☐☐tist chiptors in gl.☐☐☐ Since Rhys had only just secured Robbie's release from Kiln Mine, both Alina and Jianna were treating him with an unusual degree of care. They not only made sure to wash the fruits for him but even-against their usual nature—refrained from any teasing. Their sudden kindness made Robbie uneasy, as if he had unknowingly stepped onto thin ice.
Sprawled on the carpet, Aldrich, Patrick, Cillian, and Judson were locked in a heated card game.
Rhys had arranged for Robbie's early release on health grounds, but Aldrich and Judson had shamelessly tagged along under the pretense of escorting him home. They knew full well that by tomorrow, they would have to drag themselves back to Kiln Mine, so for now, they clung to this brief moment of respite. Their focus on the gwas almost feverish, as if winning a few rounds could delay their inevitable return. Cillian wanted to quit several times but was forced to keep playing with them.
As for Patrick... He had been practically held hostage by Aldrich and Judson, despite his initial intention to head over to the Green Group for sovertwork.
"What are you guys up to?" The moment Harlee's voice cut through the air, Aldrich, Judson, and Patrick reacted as if struck by lightning. They hastily tossed their cards into the center of the table, forcing out nervous laughter.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Nothing at all. Just passing the time, you know-ha-ha..." Their laughter was forced, cracking under pressure.
The three had played cards with Harlee before. Every single time, they had been utterly crushed. Only an absolute fool would willingly step into that ring again.
However, the next moment, Cillian, completely oblivious to the silent alarm flashing in his friends' eyes, turned to Harlee and said, "Harlee, we're playing cards. Want to join?"
Aldrich, Patrick, and Judson turned to Cillian with expressions that defied easy description-somewhere m between silent reprimand and sheer disbelief. It was as if they couldn't decide whether to scold him outright or simply gape in astonishment. Had Cillian not learned his lesson from his previous frustration? "Harlee, I think a one-on-one match would be way more thrilling," Aldrich blurted before he could stop himself.
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