ReadGoodChapter 523 Chapter 523: Ill step up my efforts.
Marrying you is my goal.
Their light banter was cut short by an urgent call from Tonya.
Whats going on? Harlee asked, her tone shifting as she sensed the urgency.
Tonya sounded distressed.
Harlee, that photo you sentstrikesas odd.
I need to see Lindsay in person.
Ive booked the first flight out tomorrow.
And about Hale... Didnt you have Ritchie keep tabs on him? Well, somethings up.
From what weve gathered, Hale has fled Uwhor.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWe lost track of his destination mid-journey.
Our tracking was somehow jammed.
A shadow crossed Harlees face.
Hales sudden departure from Uwhor was not good news.
Coupled with Lindsays unstable state, the situation had becquite complicated.
More Updates în Gatṇøvetş.çøm Harlee paused briefly before replying to Tonya through the line, Alright, lets meet tomorrow and talk things through.
On the other side of the call, Tonya offered a few more reminders before ending the conversation. Harlees phone was highly encrypted, making it impossible for Rhys to overhear.
Yet, her cautious tone suggested something was wrong.
He furrowed his brow and asked, Do you need my help? No.
Ive got it, Harlee replied, shaking her head.
She figured Hales destination was Baythorn, likely after her.
As for how he had managed to dodge her tracking and leave no trace behind, that remained a mystery to her.
Rhys watched Harlees tense expression and smoothed her furrowed brow with his hand.
His deep-set eyes betrayed no hint of his thoughts.
After a brief pause, he smiled and nodded.
Alright.
If anything comes up, letknow.
Okay.
Meanwhile, Lindsay, who had been blindfolded and shoved into a vehicle, was taken to a remote villa, her anxiety rising with each passing moment.
Where are we? Lindsay asked, her alertness growing as she surveyed the unfamiliar surroundings right after the blindfold was taken off.
Lindsay was met with silence.
Even Ettas captors said nothing.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPlacing Etta onto a stretcher, they quickly moved her away.
Lindsay tried to follow but was stopped.
Miss Morgan, you cant go in there.
Haylee is waiting for you inside.
The man gestured toward the entrance and added, Please, Miss Morgan.
Lindsay scoffed, forcefully brushing off his grip, and walked toward the door with displeasure. Upon entering, Lindsay was immediately struck by the oppressive atmosphere.
The living room was lined with two rows of men in dark uniforms, and two bodies lay in pools of blood. Ah... Lindsay let out an involuntary scream.
Then, she froze, her body paralyzed.
Wide-eyed and terrified, Lindsay glimpsed a man seated on the sofa.
He resembled an ancient monarch, coldly watching her before rising and approaching with deliberate slowness. His icy fingers brushed her neck, and his sharp gaze seemed to cut through her.
His voice, low and unsettling, reached her ear.
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