NovelUpdateChapter 1577: The secretary's voice was courteous yet assertive.
With a subtle arch of her brow and an expressionless face, Harlee stepped forward, motioning for the secretary to lead her onward. Inside the presidential suite, Barry, seated on a couch, scowled at the disarray of clothes on the table, his face a picture of annoyance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHad it not been for his last-minute decision to swap outfits with his assistant the previous evening, he would have been the one currently hospitalized. This time, his enemies were relentless in their goal to end his life! The terrorists were far more skilled than before, seeming to be everywhere. With even the smallest opportunity, they would raise a gun to his head.
Consequently, Barry adjusted his plans, opting for an overnight flight to Mogluylia. His objectives were to secure protection from the Mogluylia military and Harlee's commission to neutralize these threats. The expenditure of six hundred million had to yield results! As the door cracked open, Barry's excitement was palpable. He rose from the couch with haste, ignoring formalities. Despite being in Mogluylia under heavy military guard, his fears of assassination lingered, as he anticipated that his foes had set a trap he might unwittingly walk into.
Harlee sauntered in, her gaze drifting casually to the clothes scattered across the table, her expression unreadable. She briskly approached the sofa, took a seat, crossed her legs, and reclined, exuding ease.
Barry had grown accustomed to Harlee's authoritative demeanor. As long as she ensured his safety, he was prepared to tolerate any of her actions. He greeted Harlee warmly, "Ms. Sanderson, you've received the transfer of six hundred million, correct? I assume..." Latest Chapters in gol.☐☐ Harlee flicked her foot, looked up, and cut him off with a sharp look.
"Sparethe small talk. I wouldn't have cif the transfer hadn't gone through." The smile Barry had managed to muster froze instantly. It had been years since anyone had shown him such blatant disrespect. Though rage flared within him, he quickly quelled it, valuing his life over his ego.
Barry signaled his secretary with a glance, instructing her to hand over his itinerary to Harlee.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe secretary promptly delivered the schedule to Harlee and then discreetly stepped back. As a seasoned presidential secretary, she understood the importance of being selectively deaf, especially when the president was being humiliated.
Barry said gravely, "Here's my revised schedule. Few know of it, but I cannot assure you it won't reach my enemies after tomorrow." His voice dropped even further.
"You need to understand that this year's election is the final opportunity for my opponent. She has hired numerous terrorists, and they are everywhere. The moment they learn of my schedule, they will find a way to strike." Harlee reviewed the schedule nonchalantly, her smile tinged with cool detachment.
"You're aware your life is in jeopardy, yet your fondness for partying continues. This will cost extra." He hadn't planned to miss a single banquet held by the Golden Summit.
Barry's face took on an unprecedented gravity his eyes m intense and slightly cold. "Should I cancel sevents?"
She regarded him quietly, appearing to wait for the transfer of funds.
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