Chapter 1329: Chapter 1329

Chapter 1329:

Brinley scoffed, confident she had regained the upper hand.

Serena’s frame shook visibly at the threat, her grip on the gun weakening. She knew all too well the horrors that could be unleashed. The memories of her past in the Fletcher household were like nightmares she never wished to revisit.

“And Miss Sanderson?” Brinley turned her disgust toward Harlee. “Don’t presume you matter just because Serena addresses you politely. You’ll pay dearly for today’s actions!”

Brinley’s smugness grew as she saw Serena’s distress, eager to taunt Harlee further. However, a sharp nudge from Samson halted her midsentence.

Gripping the gun firmly, Serena’s heart filled with rage. She was tempted to take Samson’s and Brinley’s lives right there and then, but she knew the Fletcher family’s capacity for vengeance extended beyond the grave.

Rhys lounged on the sofa, casually glancing over at Harlee. He yawned and sneered. “You think you can threaten my wife? Really, you believe you hold power because of your connection with the Happer family?” Rhys gestured, and Patrick approached with an iPad, pressing the play button.

The video displayed a man dressed in black savagely beating Carlos, ending with the man erasing all records of Serena’s time with the Fletcher family.

“Oh, right.” With a grin, Patrick took out a document and said, “I almost forgot, I picked up an official document during my morning walk. It legally disconnects Serena from the Fletcher family.”

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The moment Brinley saw the video, her face drained of color. After hearing Patrick’s words, she collapsed onto the sofa as though every ounce of her strength had left her. How had this happened? How could they have even considered this? How could they have actually gone ahead with the legal proceedings? And they had truly succeeded! Was this influencer from Baythorn really that powerful?

It was only now that Brinley truly felt fear. She could no longer rely on Carlos, and she had nothing left to use against Serena. She had no chance to turn the tables.

Serena stared at Patrick in disbelief. She hadn’t anticipated Rhys’ strategy to be so thorough. Based on only brief exchanges with Harlee, he had managed to preempt and dismantle every Fletcher scheme.

Harlee wasn’t shocked. Rhys was known for his foresight. Many complications she hadn’t even considered were already handled by him flawlessly. She gave him a thumbs-up, aware that men often appreciated such preparedness.

Predictably, Rhys’ smile broadened, and he began playfully fiddling with Harlee’s hand.

Shaking her head with a fond smile, Harlee thought to herself how Rhys could sometimes be quite childish.

“Miss Sanderson, I trust you haven’t traveled all this way just to harm my family,” Samson said, rising slowly from his chair with unwavering composure. “Follow me. I’ll take you to Valentin.”

Brinley, still shrouded in fear, abruptly lifted her gaze in astonishment at Samson’s words. Valentin represented their ultimate protection. Surrendering him could lead to unpredictable consequences, especially with Serena appearing so eager to strike.

Catching a fleeting look from Samson, Brinley sensed an implicit threat. There was something different about Samson now, something that made her heart race. “Come,” Samson instructed, leading the way. He paused when they didn’t immediately follow. “Miss Sanderson, surely you aren’t hesitant? My family’s safety is in your control. My hands are tied.”

Harlee responded to his remark with a sarcastic smile, her thin lips curling. “You think you make me hesitant? What a laughable notion.”

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