Chapter 785:
âYour presence will be too conspicuous.â
Jonathan paused and accepted her decision.
âUnderstood.â He was aware Harlee preferred to keep her affiliations private.
Apart from a select few, most members of the Shadow Moon Society were unaware of her connections with the international police, much less the general public.
His appearance at the engagement party of the Sanderson and Green families would certainly raise eyebrows and potentially expose her hidden alliances.
Jonathanâs call wasnât solely to discuss the detaineesâ fate.
He was also curious about the nature of Harleeâs impending marriage, wondering if it was merely a strategic alliance or genuine affection.
He felt romance didnât quite align with Harleeâs personality.
Jonathanâs tone turned more earnest.
âHarlee, may I ask if youâre serious about your upcoming engagement?â
Harlee glanced at a photo on her desk. It captured her and Rhys during a bungee jump, an image that showed them physically apart yet somehow complementing each other.
She reclined in her chair, a subtle smirk playing on her lips, her voice cool and distinct.
âWhat do you think? Do you believe I would compromise myself?â
On the other line, Jonathan instinctively shook his head. The thought of Harlee compromising herself was as likely as pigs flying.
Jonathan quickly replied, âIâll memorize your manâs identity and make sure not to cause him any trouble.â
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Harleeâs gaze lowered, her lips curving into a slight smile.
âDo as you please.â
Jonathan widened his eyes, baffled as he inwardly thought, âDo as I please? Could I really handle matters regarding him as I pleased? Wasnât she typically protective of her close ones? How could she be so relaxed about letting anyone potentially threaten her man?â
Jonathan could sense that Harleeâs words were laced with something more than what met the ear.
He had witnessed firsthand the brutal methods she used to eliminate her enemies. Those foolish enough to challenge her either met an untimely death or endured unimaginable suffering.
He had never seen a third outcome. It seemed that, besides being the heir to the Green Group, Rhys had some secret identity. Jonathan quickly locked this realization away, mentally noting to warn his subordinates against crossing Rhys.
After all, any man who could catch Harleeâs attention was no ordinary figure.
In his high-rise office, nestled within the exclusive Interpol building in Uwhor, Jonathan ended the call, still a bit shaken from his conversation with Harlee.
He had planned to send someone to test Rhysâ abilities, hoping to figure out how Rhys had won Harleeâs heart. Thankfully, his curiosity had gotten the best of him, prompting him to dig up more information on Rhys, a move that had saved him from landing himself in serious trouble.
At the Green Groupâs CEO office, Rhys sat in a meeting with his team. Those sent by Bart had effectively displaced Matteoâs trusted aides and, for the time being, were now Matteoâs most reliable people.
As the plan unfolded, the unexpected involvement of Interpol accelerating things was something Rhys hadnât anticipated.
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