“You bastard! You…”

Ayaka wiped everything off her face. She stumbled off the ground; she was about to give the order to kill Harvey right there and then when she saw his face.

She instinctively shivered.

It was clear she still remembered the humiliation she suffered back in the hospital. Her pretty face had a red palm print because of him, after all.

‘He burned my face with hot tea?! He deserves to die!’

Harvey glanced calmly at Ayaka.

“What? Was yesterday not enough for you as a lesson?