NovelEnglishChapter 1683: Harlee noticed Errol's hostile look but remained indifferent. To her, his expressions were merely entertaining. She was well aware of the Happer family's movements, thanks to Stefan's surveillance. Except for a few secrets under Errol's direct command, she knew nearly everything about him. Anticipating that Errol and Nola might approach her, Harlee was prepared.
Despite his fury at Harlee's indifference, Errol could instantly switch back to the demeanor of a benevolent elder. Looking at Harlee with a warmth as if she were family, he softened his tone, infused with paternal affection. "Young lady, I understand that young people like you value your independence and might not want to mingle with an old man like me. But, if you're not up for teaching me, perhaps I could just watch you play?" Errol believed that by humbling himself in this manner, even if Harlee was dismissive, she wouldn't outright reject his presence.
Yet, the next moment, Harlee pocketed her phone and tilted her head, a playful smirk gracing her lips as she eyed Errol, who was clearly putting on an act. Her voice carried a teasing lilt.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You can't. I prefer to keep my distance from creepy old men, especially when they cwith that musty odor. It's just too much for me." Errol's eyes widened, his body trembling with rage as his expression twisted into one of fury.
"You! You lack any manners! How can you say an old man has..." "Has what?" Harlee interrupted with a playful glance.
Errol spluttered, his raised hand shaking uncontrollably.
Latest stories on Glancing around to ensure they were alone, Harlee stood up, slipping her hands into her pockets, her demeanor cool and detached, yet a mischievous grin still playing on her lips.
"Creepy old man, it's usually quiet around here. Be careful not to get so angry that you drop dead—no one will be around to handle your last rites." With that, Harlee turned and walked away, not allowing Errol another word. However, she deliberately slowed her steps, giving room for the next act of their to unfold.
The term "creepy old man" stung Errol deeply, slicing through his pride like a knife. If not for more pressing plans, he would have commanded those loyal to him to exact a gruesrevenge on Harlee this very day. His eyes clouded over with murderous intent.
If Errol hadn't been sure that Harlee didn't recognize him, he might have thought she was deliberately provoking him. How could anyone be so blatantly disrespectful? Meanwhile, Nola stepped out of her car, positioned on the path Harlee would take to the seaside villa.
Nola donned a crisp mint green suit, appearing smart and elegant, her hair billowing in the sea breeze-a sight that caused many passersby to pause and admire. Yet, her eyes held a chilling coldness, reminiscent of a demon from hell, deterring anyone from coming too close.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDespite Nola's longing to enjoy a rare morning of rest, Moshe had asked her to stage an impromptu encounter with Harlee. He insisted that Nola win Harlee's trust by any means necessary and draw her to the Happer family estate. If she failed, Errol would declare Davenport, that inept candidate, as the interim head of the Happer family.
Nola had been plotting for years, determined never to relinquish her claim as head of the Happer family. So today, despite Harlee's likely refusal, Nola was resolute—she had to bring Harlee back. After all, bringing Harlee back, even at the cost of her own dignity, promised future benefits and the opportunity for revenge.
Unbeknownst to Nola, Harlee's recent conduct had led Errol to dismiss her as a significant threat. His plans had shifted from cautious engagement to mere retribution. All his prior strategies, including having Nola escort Harlee to the Happer family estate, now seemed irrelevant.
Happer family estate, were abandoned. Fueled by rage, Errol how intended to send a small team to eliminate Harlee.
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