Chapter 1369: Chapter 1369

Chapter 1369:

“Okay!” they acknowledged before departing from the glass room.

Only Harlee and Rhys remained in the glass room, and as the phone began to beep, Harlee felt as if her heart was about to leap out of her chest. She answered the call just in time. Her voice trembled as she asked, “Kareem, are you with our parents?”

Loud noises cluttered the background on the other end of the line, and from the few words Harlee could discern, she heard Kareem say, “We’re okay. I’m with our parents. I’ll explain more once we’re safe.”

Harlee yearned to continue the conversation, but the call abruptly dropped, and further attempts to reconnect failed due to a poor signal. Her body tensed, her fingers turning cold.

Noticing her discomfort, Rhys squeezed her hand reassuringly. At that moment, Brenton’s call came through.

Harlee snatched up the phone and urgently inquired, “Brenton, are you with Mom, Dad, and Kareem? What’s happening at the Sanderson’s?” Rhys held her trembling hand with assurance.

Brenton explained, “Don’t worry. Our parents are with Kareem, and they’re all safe. They haven’t picked up your calls because they’re avoiding some people. Kareem will call back once he finds them a safe place.”

Hearing these words allowed Harlee to breathe a sigh of relief, although her anxiety persisted. “Brenton, what’s going on? How did things at the Sandersons become so chaotic, and why are our parents fleeing with Kareem?”

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Harlee had been preoccupied with issues at T&H Island and the Fletcher family, having not returned home for several days.

“The evening you traveled to Vloustin City, the Happers organized a closed-door gala in Baythorn. Both our parents were in attendance but soon felt sick. Without warning, the authorities were demanding Kareem surrender them for quarantine, alleging they were infected,” Brenton remarked, his voice heavy with fatigue. “It’s likely the disruption at home was caused by their search of the property. Kareem has been evading their capture while also searching for a mentor of Fleming’s.”

“That mentor specializes in virology,” Brenton added, worried Harlee might miss the importance.

“The Happer family of Baythorn?” Harlee’s brows furrowed deeply.

“That’s right,” Brenton answered. “The specifics are dull, but it’s undoubtedly a calculated conspiracy. The Sandersons are being targeted deliberately.”

Only Harlee and Rhys remained in the glass room, and as the phone began to beep, Harlee felt as if her heart was about to leap out of her chest. She answered the call just in time. Her voice trembled as she asked, “Kareem, are you with our parents?”

Loud noises cluttered the background on the other end of the line, and from the few words Harlee could discern, she heard Kareem say, “We’re okay. I’m with our parents. I’ll explain more once we’re safe.”

Harlee yearned to continue the conversation, but the call abruptly dropped, and further attempts to reconnect failed due to a poor signal. Her body tensed, her fingers turning cold.

Noticing her discomfort, Rhys squeezed her hand reassuringly. At that moment, Brenton’s call came through.

Harlee snatched up the phone and urgently inquired, “Brenton, are you with Mom, Dad, and Kareem? What’s happening at the Sanderson’s?” Rhys held her trembling hand with assurance.

Brenton explained, “Don’t worry. Our parents are with Kareem, and they’re all safe. They haven’t picked up your calls because they’re avoiding some people. Kareem will call back once he finds them a safe place.”

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