Chapter 1416: Chapter 1416

Chapter 1416:

“Yes. I need to find out what Lucius is planning and ensure he can no longer threaten the Green and Sanderson families. He’s too unstable, and if we don’t deal with him now, it’ll be like leaving a lit match near a powder keg.”

Rhys’ reply popped up on Harlee’s screen through the Shadow Moon Society’s exclusive app.

“Fine. I’ll make sure everything’s ready on my end.”

Despite her outward composure, Harlee kept their texting session succinct. Lucius was far too suspicious, and she couldn’t risk him sensing anything.

Her acting skills kicked in. Harlee said into the phone, masking her earlier covert texting with Rhys well, “Yeah. I’m just taking Mr. Swain to Nicola’s grave.”

Switching the phone back to its usual screen, she smiled and added, “There’s no need for you to come. Mr. Swain’s looking after me, and everything’s fine.”

“Should focus on your work. I’ll be back soon.”

With that, Harlee hung up and turned to face Lucius.

“Okay, when do we leave?”

“Rhys didn’t doubt a thing? Are you two setting up a trap or something, waiting for me to walk into it knowingly?” Lucius’ gaze darkened as he studied Harlee. Though he had listened intently, his suspicions remained.

“Did you not hear? He has complete faith in me.”

Calmly, Harlee placed her phone on the table and added, “The antidote is still in your possession, so there isn’t much for you to worry about. I wouldn’t risk my baby’s life for anything.”

Lucius knew Harlee wouldn’t jeopardize the life growing inside her. With a scoff, he snatched her phone, leaving the conversation hanging as though words were wasted on her.

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Leading Harlee toward the car, Lucius spoke with calm authority.

“The helicopter’s already waiting in the suburbs. We’ll fly straight to the island.”

Harlee’s eyebrows lifted slightly.

“That fast?”

Glancing at him sideways, she added in a measured tone, “You can bring six guards at most. If you bring more, they’ll smell something fishy and won’t hesitate to strike.”

“That’s not your problem to solve,” Lucius replied curtly, brushing off her concern as though it were dust from his sleeve.

Harlee said nothing more. Instead, she leaned back against her seat, sinking into the silence as she closed her eyes for a moment’s rest.

The car journeyed far and long, winding through countless turns before halting in a wide-open area on the outskirts of the city. Lucius nudged Harlee’s shoulder abruptly, breaking her half-conscious haze.

“Get out. We’re switching to a helicopter to reach the island.”

Harlee narrowed her eyes. He had mobilized a private helicopter so quickly?

As the sound of spinning rotors sliced the air, Harlee stepped out and spotted the sleek helicopter by the lake. Its exterior was adorned with the Happer family crest, bold and unmistakable.

Harlee frowned. So, the helicopter was borrowed from Nola? Wait—hadn’t Lucius assured her that Nola knew nothing about her being in his hands? Then, what was all this about? What game was Lucius playing now? What hidden cards was he holding?

Harlee scowled, her expression clouded with frustration. Her knowledge of Lucius and Nola was as thin as paper, a glaring flaw in her carefully laid plans. Absolutely not! She had to find something useful—anything that could tip the scales in her favor.

“Get out of the car!” Lucius commanded in a low voice, giving her a gentle push on the shoulder.

“No chance.”

Harlee’s arms locked across her chest, her anger palpable.

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