NovelEndChapter 1628: Harlee couldn't stand the sight of Nola sitting in the position of head of the Happer family. It was simply unbearable to her. But she was well aware of the Happer family's dynamics. If anything happened to Davenport, Errol would likely appoint Nola, even if he knew Serena was his true granddaughter instead of Nola.
Rhys, noticing Harlee in high spirits, smiled. In his eyes, her decisions were always correct.
Robbie, reflecting deeply, said, “Based on what we know, there's a formidable group lurking behind the Happer family. I hope we can be more careful with this matter. I worry that Errol might retaliate if he learns you're leveraging Davenport. There seem to be many secrets within the Happer family and around Errol that we're unaware of. Errol is a force to be reckoned with!" Harlee chuckled, her tone playful yet sly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Oh? Do you really think I'm someone who can be easily manipulated?" Robbie was taken aback. Why had Harlee stopped being cautious? Wasn't she the one who had taught him to be careful and thoughtful in everything he did? Robbie looked at Harlee deeply, his eyes filled with a sense of being wronged. He had merely let slip a few curse words in front of Felix, and Harlee hadn't let it go, choosing this moment to make her point.
"Harlee, I admit I was wrong," he said.
At this, Rhys couldn't help but feel a strange sense of familiarity. He glanced at Robbie, his pupils narrowing briefly before he looked away, masking his discomfort.
Harlee's lips twisted into a mischievous smirk, her amusement evident.
Read more chapters at gVlnovls"You admitted you were wrong? Perhaps I should assign you sless pleasant tasks." Robbie responded with a wry smile, shaking his head earnestly.
"Harlee, that won't be necessary! I'll reflect on my own!" Harlee raised an eyebrow and simply observed Robbie. Her smile gradually disappeared, and her look becmore piercing.
Under her intense scrutiny, Robbie fidgeted, and his expression faltered. Not daring to revisit the previous topic, he decided to shift the conversation.
"So, given Nola's thoroughness, how do you plan to get the evidence over to Errol?" Harlee glanced at her phone, replying casually, “Just fabricate it." Robbie was taken aback.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThiago, who had been observing from the bar, interjected, "But Errol is naturally wary. He's..." Harlee cut him off before he could finish.
"Does it really matter if the evidence is real or fake? As long as it raises Errol's suspicions about Nola, he'll protect Davenport." With these words, Harlee's strategy becclear to everyone. She had always known Nola was careful to leave no trace. Her true intent was simply to make Errol doubt Nola.
Three days later, at a private café in the northern part of Uwhor, Harlee confirmed with Stefan that Errol had grown suspicious of Nola and instructed Stefan to hold off on further actions, suggesting there was no need to intensify the situation.
"Understood, I'll keep you updated via text,” Stefan nodded, stood up, m donned his hat, and merged with the café's other patrons before disappearing into the crowd. Harlee leisurely sipped her coffee. Just then, a procession of black Bentleys approached and aligned neatly in front of the café.
The car doors opened swiftly, and dozens of men in black suits stepped out, their presence commanding Before thedast car's door opened, the men in black quickly formed two rows and bowed deeply toward it. Passersby were taken aback by the scene and hurried along.
From such a grand entrance, it was clear to onlookers that the individual in the car must be a member of the Happer family, especially since no one else had staged such an elaborate arrival since Matteo's downfall. The moment Nola stepped into view, a spark of excitement lit up Harlee's dark eyes.
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