Chapter 851:
After some time, she began to shiver uncontrollably, clutching herself tighter. Though drained and weary, she resisted sleep.
Closing her eyes only brought visions of Nyomi suffering at Lindsayâs hands and Rhys tumbling down the cliff to save her. She remained on the floor until dawn, eyes wide open.
At six oâclock, Harlee rose, her expression blank, and walked into the bathroom as if she were someone else. She methodically wiped off her makeup.
Her cheeks were no longer flushed. She softly touched them, her expression turning determined.
âRhys, I will wait for your return.â
Harlee had stayed updated through the group chat last night. She knew Patrick and the team had combed the cliff thoroughly but found neither Rhys nor Lindsay. This convinced her that Rhys was still alive. Regarding the river at the base of the cliff that was mentioned in the group chat, Harlee decided to disregard it. In her heart, Rhys was just in danger, not deceased.
He was out there somewhere, waiting for her.
Thus, she was resolved to safeguard everything related to the Green Group for him. She had to protect his family and ensure that everyone responsible for the kidnapping paid dearly.
In a distant part of Mechuique, Anika sat at a bar, leisurely sipping her drink. She clinked glasses with the woman beside her.
âHowâs that man doing?â
The woman, radiantly beautiful with a curvaceous figure highlighted by a tight skirt, seemed to hold a captivating power over men.
Her movements were alluring, her voice naturally seductive.
âHeâs quite a catch. If you donât want him, Iâll take him.â
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Anika rolled her eyes at Eugenia Hammond, momentarily at a loss for words.
âI meant, is he going to be okay?â
Eugenia exhaled a stream of smoke, smiling.
âYou brought him to me because you know I can treat him, right? He hasnât lost his memory, so I drugged him to keep him calm and ensure he stays close. Just play your part as the perfect girlfriend.â
Anika paused, admiring Eugeniaâs captivating face, and then her smile widened.
âYou always get me,â Anika said.
They raised their glasses, clinking them together, and Anika drained her whiskey in one gulp.
Eugenia lifted her glass just slightly, her eyes filled with a seductive glint.
âNext time, bring me a perfect man. Iâm impossible to satisfy.â
Hearing this, Anika nearly spat out her drink.
Anika and Eugenia had grown up side by side, both pursuing a specialization in medicine.
But as time went on, Anika drifted off course, becoming infatuated with concocting all sorts of irresistible poisons. Whenever she needed assistance, she would turn to Eugenia, who, in turn, would ask Anika for her concoctions whenever she wanted to torment someone. Their partnership was unrivaled, holding power and influence in both the criminal underworld and the legitimate world.
Anika had never entertained the idea of revenge that her mother often mulled over.
A man entangled with six women simply wasnât worth the trouble.
Meanwhile, Etta, freshly bandaged, was ushered into the private interrogation room by two muscular men. This place was staffed entirely by Harleeâs men. Tonya made a quick inspection to ensure that Etta had no means to harm herself and then exited the room.
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