In Bryan Holt’s eyes, he could kill off an outsider like Harvey York with a flick of his finger. He could trample on Harvey however he pleased.

Bryan felt like he was already giving enough respect toward Xynthia Zimmer for not taking action at that moment.

“Young Master Holt, why are you here already?”

Tamara Ebony could not help but get closer to Bryan, just as if she wanted to be merged with his body.

At that moment, she pretended to stop the fight.

“Mr. Harvey York here is a good friend