Moving back to Harper, he had been able to obtain the position of the commercial street’s manager—under Young Master Mateo’s leadership—not only because he was a good friend of Gerald’s, but also because of his intelligence and hard work. With that in mind, Yasmin was honestly one of his few failures in life.

Regardless, he was now helping Yasmin not because he was kind-hearted, but because he wanted to teach the man—who had coaxed her into betraying him—a lesson. After all, had it not been for that b*stard, Harper wouldn’t have had to experience the living nightmare of being sold as a slave to Ian!

Either way, when they got to the pub, Yasmin immediately led Harper to the second floor… But upon arriving, there was nobody there.

“…Where are they?” asked Harper

“Oh, we’re right here, Mr. Sullivan!” declared a voice out of the blue before a group of men came rushing out of hiding!

With the entrance now blocked, a young man walked forward with a sneer, prompting Harper’s face to