Chapter 102: Chapter 102

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Chapter 102:

Harlee remarked thoughtfully, her voice laced with sarcasm, “Ah, you reminded me to ensure there’s no trace left behind.”

“No, please, ma’am. You are entirely justified in punishing us. Spare no mercy. We wouldn’t dream of retaliation!”

“Indeed, ma’am, extend your displeasure if you remain unsatisfied. I can take a few more blows.”

The most spineless of the group stooped even further, offering his face with pitiful eagerness.

“Frightened by a mere woman, are you? Bitch, just wait. I’ll have my father deal with you!”

The man who had hit on Harlee made a bold move to extract his phone, but before Harlee could react, his companions seized him, holding him back as they began to divulge his vile actions.

Like three years ago, when the man lured an outstanding student to a bar, stripped her bare, and captured her shame on film. She later ended her life in despair.

He continued to hunt for victims in bars, filming their abuse. Those who showed resistance were met with violence, their families hospitalized, and dire threats if they dared to report him.

“He orchestrated the whole affair! We merely followed his lead.”

“Indeed, he was the mastermind. We played no part.”

With that, they shoved the most defiant man forward.

After hearing these confessions, Harlee’s eyes flared a deep crimson, her rage teetering on the edge of succumbing to the desire to make these disgusting men pay dearly. Yet, freshly returned to the Sanderson family, she preferred not to stir up trouble and decided to delegate the matter to Ritchie.

“I’ll handle this.” Rhys materialized at Harlee’s side, dabbing her bloodstained hands with his handkerchief.

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“Rhys…” Just as she was about to ask, Rhys calmly responded, “I looked for you at the bar, but the bartender said you’d been escorted outside by some men.”

Under the night’s veil, moonbeams stretched the silhouettes of Harlee and Rhys across the dimly lit backstreet.

“Thank you.”

“You never need to thank me.”

Had Hamilton arrived sooner, he would have been taken aback by the tenderness displayed by his usually formidable boss. It was as extraordinary as witnessing a lion waltzing—a sight most rare indeed!

After concluding the international business deal, Hamilton planned to return to his presentation titled “A Hundred Ways to Win Her Heart.” Unexpectedly, he received a new directive from Rhys.

Hamilton followed Rhys’ instructions, walking a hundred meters to the left of the bar’s entrance, eventually finding an alley.

Had Rhys finally found Harlee there?

Regardless of the reason, Hamilton knew when Rhys issued a command, he had to respond immediately.

Hamilton thought the order might involve Rhys and Harlee, but upon arriving, he saw only Rhys standing over a group of men scattered across the ground.

Hamilton was puzzled. Why was Rhys smiling at a group of men who appeared barely clinging to life? That was unsettling…

In all his years with Rhys, Hamilton had witnessed Rhys inflict severe pain on people, but he had never seen him smile at them after the fight. It was truly chilling. Rhys was starting to resemble a grim reaper!

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