Chapter 612: Chapter 612

Chapter 612:

How amusing…

Harlee’s gaze at Liam no longer held the reliance it once did.

Her eyes were cold, filled with loathing.

Her lips parted slightly as she spoke, her tone sharp and detached.

“Help you? How? I’ve already been interrogated countless times. What do you expect from me?”

As Harlee spoke, Liam’s growing panic revealed itself.

He scrutinized her face, searching for clues.

He felt his suspicions were confirmed. She had indeed been questioned over the past few days.

Liam’s gaze flicked to Rhys, convinced Harlee’s release was thanks to his intervention.

A wave of dread washed over him as he fretted over his fate.

He couldn’t lose Harlee; she was his last chance, his only anchor.

Harlee, noticing the calculating glint in Liam’s eyes, felt nothing but contempt.

Before, she had been willing to sacrifice everything to help him maintain the Gill Group, blinded by loyalty and family ties. In hindsight, she realized he didn’t deserve her efforts.

As Harlee assessed Liam, Rhys, noticing her discomfort, tenderly pulled her into his embrace.

He gently squeezed her hand, as if to say he was there for her.

Looking at Liam, Rhys said coldly, “You want Harlee’s help? Fine.

Get Averie to confess, and I might consider sparing you from punishment.”

A bitter laugh escaped Harlee’s lips.

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“Him? Make her confess?”

Liam’s eyes darkened slightly.

He was surprised that his guess was entirely correct.

Harlee had been caught in the fallout of Averie’s actions, saved only by Rhys.

As for why he himself hadn’t faced consequences yet, it was likely due to his time spent recovering in the hospital.

Hearing Rhys’ offer reignited a flicker of hope for Liam, and a calculated smile crept onto his face.

He fixed his gaze on the couple, his voice trembling with eagerness.

“I can do it. I know exactly how to get her to confess everything.”

Harlee fixed her gaze on Liam, her eyes deep and a subtle smile playing at the edges of her lips.

“Really? You have a strategy for dealing with Averie?”

“Yes.

Harlee, believe me, I’ve figured out a way to handle that bitch!” Liam asserted with conviction.

He placed his hands on Harlee’s shoulders.

“You need to speak on my behalf to the higher-ups. I’m too old for a stint in prison…”

Before he could continue, Harlee cut in with a nonchalant tone.

“I’ll make some calls later.”

A flicker of uncertainty crossed Liam’s face as he regarded Harlee with slight skepticism. Later? How long would that delay things?

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