Chapter 1074: Chapter 1074

Chapter 1074:

“If it’s enough, take it and leave. If not, I’ll find someone else.”

The room buzzed with excitement. Other patrons chimed in, eager to make their offers.

“Over here! My seat’s prime—it’s right next to the heater. I’m not even after the cash. I’d just love to give up my spot to such a beautiful lady!”

“Not to brag, but my spot’s reserved for ten hours. You’ll game without a single interruption!”

The café quickly transformed into a chaotic bidding war. Realizing his windfall might slip away, the man panicked.

“Everyone, back off! She picked my spot!”

The man shot to his feet and shooed the others away before turning back to Harlee with exaggerated politeness.

“Here you go,” he said reverently, pulling out the chair for her.

“It’s an honor to give up my seat for someone like you.”

Before he could say more, Harlee shoved another stack of bills toward him.

“Take the money and leave.” The sight of nearly two hundred thousand silenced the man. Without another word, he grabbed the cash and left, stunned.

The other patrons watched with envy, except for a group of young men in a corner, their hair dyed in vivid colors. Their eyes flicked between Harlee and her cash, clearly interested in more than just her wealth.

Ten minutes after sitting down, Harlee had already hacked into a nearby surveillance feed, pulling up footage from a specific time frame.

“Hamilton?” she gasped.

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Her pupils contracted as she stared at the screen. Of all the possibilities she’d considered, the idea that Hamilton was behind the emails had never crossed her mind.

Harlee’s grip on the mouse tightened, her hand trembling as waves of betrayal rolled over her.

But the initial shock soon gave way to fury.

Hamilton had been Rhys’ subordinate for years, so it wasn’t surprising that he’d follow Rhys’ orders. What stung wasn’t Hamilton’s loyalty—it was his act of ignorance for three long years.

Honestly, Hamilton hadn’t been hiding the truth deliberately for the past three years.

He had only learned of Rhys’ motives recently.

If given the chance, Hamilton might have explained everything, laying out the timeline.

But Harlee wasn’t in the mood to wait for explanations—or to trust him again.

Harlee didn’t know why Hamilton had kept her in the dark.

Grabbing her phone and laptop, she headed for the parking lot while dialing his number. The phone rang until the very last second before it connected.

Hamilton’s steady, measured voice came through.

He sounded as though he’d expected her call.

“Harlee, it’s not that I don’t want to explain, but it’s something I can’t share.”

Harlee was puzzled, wondering what was stopping Hamilton from revealing the full story. She froze, gripping the laptop tightly and clenching her jaw.

“Give me one reason.”

“The reason is, I simply can’t share.” Hamilton felt cornered.

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