Chapter 1415: Chapter 1415

Chapter 1415:

Harlee stood there, stunned. Lucius was completely off his rocker. If she were Nicola, there’s no way she’d even think about accepting his twisted affection—she’d probably kill him without a second thought. Keeping someone like him alive in society was a complete waste.

Originally, Harlee had planned to stick by Lucius and take her time getting him to spill his secrets. But now, she was leaning toward a much simpler, more direct method—bait him into a trap and then eliminate him for good.

“Fine, if you’re not afraid, we’ll go,” Harlee said, her voice steady.

“But first, I need to call Rhys. If I just show up on the island with you, do you think Rhys, who’s in the dark about everything, won’t order his men to shoot you on sight?”

“Don’t try to play any games!” Lucius spat, his voice seething with anger. Once, he’d been captivated by her quick wit. Now, it made his blood boil.

Harlee didn’t respond, nor did she ask for the phone. She simply stood there, her eyes empty of emotion.

Lucius, fighting the urge to tear into her, felt his patience wearing thin. He let out a slow breath, shoved the phone into her hand, and growled, “Here, hurry up!”

“Alright,” Harlee replied, her tone cool as she took the phone from him. She opened the contact list and began searching for Rhys’ number.

As soon as she found it, Lucius’ voice cut through the silence, sharp and threatening.

“Don’t even think about pulling anything. The antidote’s hidden somewhere safe. You’ll take me to Nicola’s grave and tell me all about her life these past few years. Only then will I give you the antidote.”

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Lucius was certain Harlee wouldn’t risk her baby’s life. He knew what mattered most to her.

“I know,” Harlee said, her voice calm.

“You’ll hear it all. Now, just listen to my call with Rhys.”

While Lucius ranted, Harlee was already opening the secure communication app used by the Shadow Moon Society, quickly composing a message detailing her current situation and outlining the next steps.

Rhys picked up almost instantly.

“Lee, where are you?” His voice was urgent, laced with worry. He had no idea what was going on, and the concern in his voice was unmistakable.

Lucius shot Harlee a warning look, his eyes sharp as daggers, silently telling her not to reveal anything she shouldn’t.

Harlee returned his glare with a calm smile, making an OK sign with her fingers. She spoke into the phone, her voice steady.

“Rhys, I’m safe now. I didn’t call you earlier because I found a lead on the master. If I’d hesitated, I might have missed it.”

As Harlee spoke, her fingers moved deftly over the phone screen, typing messages so lightly that anyone watching from a distance wouldn’t notice.

“Lucius wants me to take him to Nicola’s grave. His behavior keeps flipping like a coin, and I can’t help but feel he’s hiding something.”

On the other side, Rhys read Harlee’s message on Desmond’s phone, his temper boiling just beneath the surface. When he finally spoke into the line, his voice was scalding.

“Going off on your own like that? Harlee, you’re impossible! Do you even remember that you’re pregnant? Honestly—”

Harlee tried to appease him, but Rhys wasn’t letting up, masking his real emotions with feigned anger.

Rhys quickly typed out what he wanted to ask on the tablet and had Desmond convey it using the Shadow Moon Society’s exclusive app.

“Do we really have to keep going with this plan?”

Harlee pressed her lips together. Though Rhys’ message seemed like resistance, it carried a tinge of acceptance, hinting that Goodwin hadn’t yet found a solution for the poison running through her veins. Her fingers tapped on the screen, and her response came swiftly.

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