NovelEnglishChapter 1247 Chapter 1247: Harlee remembered how Marisa often seemed as though she wanted to seek help but refrained, perhaps feeling her twas limited and wishing not to burden Harlee.
Despite everything, and perhaps out of a tiny fragment of affection for Waylon, Marisa never spoke ill of him to Harlee. Even when discussing leadership transitions within the Salazar family, Marisa referred to him positively.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAmidst this complicated web of emotions, Waylon's obsession with Marisa remained untouched. If Marisa resisted, he would resort to handcuffs. If she spoke another man's name, he would drag her to bed and demand she utter only his. If she defied him, he would starve her for a day.
Under Waylon's mistreatment, Marisa's remaining three years of life were cut short, and she succumbed to cancer, her body frail at the tof her death.
After Marisa's passing, Waylon grieved and placed the blentirely on his uncle, whom he imprisoned in the basement, all while declaring his undying love for Marisa.
Waylon saw his actions as justifiable vengeance. He saw nothing wrong with what he had done.
Harlee absorbed all of this in somber silence, her throat tightening. She searched through Marisa's last possessions, pondering whether Marisa regretted ever taking in the once-lost Waylon.
Marisa was inherently compassionate and helpful. If she had opposed Waylon earlier, perhaps she could have avoided such a tragic end.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRegaining her composure, Harlee spoke to Marisa's most trusted assistant through the phone line, "Thank you for sharing this with me. Don't worry, I will seek justice for Marisa. I'll make sure Waylon kneels at her grave." Marisa's assistant responded firmly, "Miss Sanderson, Marisa wouldn't have wanted that man anywhere near her resting place. Please, keep such disgrace away from her peace." "I understand," Harlee replied, her lips pressed tight.
After ending the call, Rhys approached with a coffee in hand. "Have you decided what to do about Waylon?" "I will make him suffer more than what he did to Tonya and the others," Harlee said calmly, sipping her coffee. "What are your thoughts?" Rhys draped an arm around Harlee's waist and responded thoughtfully, "I support your decision. He deserves a fate worse than death." Leaning against Rhys, Harlee chuckled. "Indeed, he does." During this period, Robbie, staying at Remson Manor, spoke up carefully, "Harlee, may I take the lead on this one?" Robbie's health had significantly declined since he had to rely on IV nutrition to maintain his life. Harlee had long since stopped assigning tasks to him, intending for him to focus on being a dedicated playmate for her future child.
After Robbie's request, Harlee thought for a long while before m reluctantly godding okay, but promiseyou'll step back if it becomes too much for you."
"Absolutely. Someone like Waylon isn't worth compromising my health for," Robbiereplied with a faint laugh.
This time, Harlee had meticulously planned to avoid any harm coming to her team. Over the course of three months, she had managed to dismantle only half of Waylon's power, costing her three billion dollars-money she had taken from Waylon's account during their last encounter.
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