The Hoffmans who looked down on Harvey had lost their arrogance. Seeing everything, they realized they’d suffer if they challenged Harvey.

The beautiful women covered their mouths, afraid they’d be slapped if they spoke up.

‘This bastard doesn’t look like he respects women at all!’

“Good servants make way.”

Harvey went to the platform after slapping a few more members of the Hoffman family. He finally got some peace.

Only Rohan was left standing there, his expression horrible.

Despite that, he didn’t step back at all; his palms almost bled from how hard he clenched his fists as he crossed his arms, but he still forced himself to put up a brave front.

Harvey slowly approached Rohan while looking at him.

“It’s only natural to pay your debts, Rohan,” he said while wiping his hands. “You framed me for no reason, threatening to put me behind bars for twenty years. Are you going to give me an explanation for this?”

Rohan frowned while glaring furiously at Harvey.

“Don’t think you c