Chapter 745
Chapter 745:
Yet, Lonnie chose not to express his approval too openly, his words an understatement of his true thoughts.
“Not bad.”
“I can see your commitment to Harlee.”
A respectful smile played on Rhys’ lips.
“Thanks for your acknowledgment. In addition to transferring all my assets to Harlee, I will protect her with my life...”
At Rhys’ mention of protecting Harlee, a sharp look flashed across Lonnie’s eyes.
“Who orchestrated the attack on Harlee previously?”
Due to Harlee’s deliberate concealment and Clint’s fear of punishment, Lonnie had remained unaware that his children were the
ones caught in the crossfire of the earlier gunfight until his secretary watched the live broadcast of Lindsay’s case and brought it
Lonnie had promptly called Clint to delve into the incident.
However, Clint had mainly focused on recovery these days, unaware of the assailant’s identity. Wanting to keep his daughter in
the dark about his knowledge, Lonnie had held off on his questions until his discussion with Rhys.
Elsewhere, Harlee, who was quietly enjoying her soup, felt an inexplicable sense that something was wrong.
“I’ve picked up some tracks from Uwhor,” Rhys said, his tone cold.
“Mr. Sanderson, I assure you, when the time comes, those responsible will face death!”
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Rhys vowed that neither Matteo, the underworld leader of Uwhor, nor the enigmatic Hale, would escape a horrifying fate.
Regardless of their complex identities or how tough they appeared, he was determined to make them pay.
For now, the lingering question was the nature of Hale’s plots.
Rhys added, recalling something, “Mr. Sanderson, frankly, my investigation turned up something strange.
Since Fleming isn’t exactly my ally, could you ask if he knows of any drug that makes people bloodthirsty?”
At first, Rhys hadn’t considered this possibility, as the concept of drug-induced savagery seemed far-fetched.
He had thought Lindsay’s true nature was merely concealed.
However, following his discussions with Wilton and Belen, who mentioned that Lindsay had once been too afraid to harm even a
chicken, Rhys began to rethink. Was it possible that Lindsay’s newfound ruthlessness was the result of a drug? The once
arrogant Lindsay had never personally inflicted pain on anyone, no matter how much she despised them.
Her current actions were out of character.
Should it turn out that Lindsay had been influenced by such a drug, Rhys knew he would have to stay alert to its potential effect
on anyone around him. Lindsay had become so mad that she no longer showed any respect for her parents.
Rhys had medical advisors, but none possessed Fleming’s expertise, prompting him to confide in Lonnie.
A sharp chill flickered in Lonnie’s eyes.
“A drug that makes people bloodthirsty should still exist!”
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