Chapter 1586: Chapter 1586

Chapter 1586:

The secretary suspected that even if Harlee blatantly slacked off, Barry would likely hold back any anger due to her proven competence. Harlee was truly a force to be reckoned with…

Unable to hide his irritation, Barry stared at Harlee and asked through clenched teeth, “Ms. Sanderson, do you think a billion isn’t enough?”

Harlee tilted her head, considered for a moment, and with a hint of a smirk, responded casually, “Who would ever complain about having too much money?”

Barry’s face turned a deep shade of red with anger. A billion was the maximum he could offer, considering he needed to reserve funds for the upcoming election.

Harlee observed him with cool detachment, noting the barely contained rage. She flashed a mischievous grin and said calmly, “Relax. You’ll be safe under Kareem’s protection.”

Her words implied his safety was assured during the meetings, making her presence somewhat redundant.

Barry clenched his jaw, his face expressionless, his eyes growing colder by the moment. He regretted hiring such a nonchalant and arrogant woman as his personal bodyguard. He decided that once the summit ended, they should part ways for good to avoid any further irritation. He regretted the billion spent to endure such frustration, feeling like the biggest fool in the world.

Harlee paid no attention to Barry’s thoughts. She clicked her tongue and, as if giving a gentle reminder, added, “Hurry up and eat, or you’ll be late.”

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Then, she casually strolled toward the living room, not sparing Barry another glance.

Barry’s mood darkened further. It was the first time in his life he had felt so thoroughly disregarded! He had paid Harlee, so why should he listen to her?

If he remained silent and allowed Harlee to manage her own time, would it not undermine his authority? Yet, he worried that expressing his frustration might provoke Harlee to return the entire payment and abandon him altogether.

Barry watched Harlee walk away, his emotions tangled. He had never imagined finding himself in such a dilemma over whether to express anger.

The secretary, observing the constant shift in Barry’s expressions, quickly guessed his thoughts and let out a quiet sigh. Alas! Why was Barry so intent on asserting dominance over Harlee? Was it truly worth it? In the end, he would likely need to calm Harlee, given that his safety was in her hands. What other option did he have?

The secretary straightened up and stepped closer, offering Barry a reminder in a respectful tone.

“Mr. Stevenson, your schedule today includes meetings with other national leaders. Security in Mogluylia will be exceptionally tight.”

Barry looked up at her, his expression unreadable, still wrestling with his feelings.

The secretary steeled herself before saying, “Whether or not Ms. Sanderson shows up won’t affect the assassin’s movements. You could let her take the day off as long as she picks you up from the meeting and gets you back to the hotel on time.”

Barry’s furrowed brow gradually smoothed, and color returned to his face. He lifted his coffee, took a hearty sip, and then shot the secretary a look of approval. Yes, he had granted Harlee the day off because he trusted the security in Mogluylia was airtight today, not because Harlee had so boldly arranged her own schedule. Not at all.

As Barry leaned back, visibly relaxed, the secretary quietly returned to her position, blending back into the background like nothing had ever happened. After all, putting Barry at ease was her primary role as his secretary. She didn’t mind one bit.

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