“Harvey! You’ll suffer a horrible death for this!” the inspector roared, his tone fierce but desperate.

“You wouldn’t be able to see that, though.”

Harvey tapped the inspector’s face while adjusting his collar, then fearlessly pulled out the ID in the latter’s pocket.

“Freddie Robbins? What a lame name.”

Harvey played around with the ID.

“I have other peculiar hobbies aside from having a lot of money, Inspector Freddie.

“I help people decorate houses. Would you be in need of that service? I can look at your house for free if you want.”

Harvey slapped Freddie in the face, making him stumble.

The other inspectors glared furiously at Harvey, but none could do anything. Their backs were drenched with cold sweat as they looked at Harvey; at that moment they felt extremely guilty.

A man who dared to break a 1.3 billion dollar bead in half, and assert his dominance over someone like Stefan…

Was surely far superior compared to nobodies like them.

“What’s this? You’re still not open