Garry and his friends exchanged glances, their brows furrowed at Lois' statement.Garry grinned, then casually put his hands in his pants pockets. He looked up slightly, as if to show his superiority. In a tone full of mockery, he gave a small chuckle before speaking, “You claim to own this place?”He clicked his tongue, his grin widening. “I thought you still had a bit of sanity. But apparently, you're also hallucinating like Harvey.” Garry chuckled dismissively. “No wonder he's such a loser.”His gaze shifted to Harvey, who remained seated calmly, not showing the slightest sign of being disturbed. The man's nonchalant attitude made Garry's anger flare up even more. The more he ignored him, the more he wanted to humiliate him.Lois looked at Garry with a flat expression, but there was firmness behind his eyes. He couldn't believe it - he had openly said he owned this place, yet he was still considered to be hallucinating. More than that, the haughty man in front of him dared to insul

Harvey raised one eyebrow, his eyes narrowed, trying to understand the situation. The woman's face in front of him looked pale, her panic clearly reflected in the way she squeezed the hem of her skirt. Her lower lip was slightly bitten, while her gaze was restless, reluctant to meet Harvey's eyes directly.A small sigh escaped her lips. As if gathering courage, she slowly glanced at Harvey. “I'm sorry, sir...” her voice sounded hesitant, almost a whisper. “I... accidentally bumped into your car.”Her eyes lowered again, her body tensed slightly, waiting for Harvey's reaction. Confusion was evident in her eyes.Harvey sighed softly before tilting his head, his eyes tracing the back of his car. The parking lot lights reflected off the now slightly dented body surface, faint scuff lines visible around the impact. It wasn't anything severe.He turned his gaze back to the woman in front of him. Harvey's gaze remained calm, as if the damage was no big deal. His lips curled slightly before h

The roar of the engine split the silence. In an instant, a black Mercedes hurtled towards them and stopped with perfect precision in front of Harvey and Rebecca.Rebecca blinked. “Another luxury car?” Even under these circumstances, Rebecca was still surprised to see such an expensive vehicle.The door opened from the inside. A well-built man, dressed in a neat black suit, came out with steady steps. His eyes widened when he saw Harvey, then his expression quickly turned stiff.“Gen-” His words trailed off, his breathing slightly labored. At first glance, her face looked tense, as if she was about to say something she shouldn't.Harvey looked at him coldly, his eyes sharp as knives. The man finally lowered his head slightly. “Master Harvey,” he corrected quickly, his voice more controlled.Joseph - as Harvey called him - stepped closer, his jaw hardening slightly. However, before he could ask, Harvey had already spoken. “I had an accident, Joseph.”His tone remained steady. Calm. But

“Rebecca!” Freddie bolted to his feet. His chair shifted roughly, creaking against the floor. His chest rose and fell, as if something was squeezing his heart.However, before he could take a step closer, the sound of clinking glasses stopped him in his tracks. Samantha, casually, raised the wine glass to her lips. The look in her eyes was calm, almost lazy.“Ah, darling...” Her tone was light, almost like she was discussing the weather. “There's no need to be so excited.” She casts a quick glance at Rebecca who is drooping in Harvey's arms, then lets out a long sigh, as if bored. “You know she likes to stir up trouble just to get your attention.”Samantha tilted her head slightly, her fingers twirling the glass gracefully. “This time, maybe he's just pretending to be poisoned to get you worried.” A drop of wine remained on her lips, but her thin smile did not waver in the slightest.Troy cut into his steak casually, the knife gliding smoothly through the still-red meat in the center.

“What the-” Troy stopped. His words hung in the air, swallowed by something bigger-fear. His heart was beating wildly, so hard it felt like it was pounding his chest from the inside. Cold sweat began to run down his temples, while his eyes widened, full of shock that he tried to hide.Harvey just glanced at her, sharp and cold. It pierced straight through him, as if skinning him without a word being said. Troy swallowed, then fell silent.Calmly, Harvey averted his gaze. Now, his eyes were on Freddie who was still wide-eyed in confusion. The man's jaw was set, but his troubled eyes couldn't lie-he was trying to digest what had just happened.Harvey finally spoke. His voice was flat, but filled with undeniable certainty. “Someone wants to get rid of Rebecca.” He glanced briefly at the girl, then back at Freddie with eyes as sharp as swords. “And afterwards, take your property, Mr. Freddie Beats.”The room felt increasingly tense. No one dared to make a sound. Only the sound of bated br