Love At The Wrong Table

Feeling a bit familiar, the beautiful supervisor asked, “W-What’s your name?”

“Yosef Harper!” The man replied, staring at her. “I’m a representative of the Tanner family. Don’t I have the right to go to the island?”

“Oh? It’s, um, it’s you!” The beautiful supervisor turned even paler. The staff member with Yosef’s sword at her throat started crying. People around began to back away.

They had all received the police’s message. ‘this man had killed many people and escaped from prison.’ ·

“Please, calm down. Let me check with the boss!” The beautiful supervisor, fearing refusal might lead to bloodshed, called Joe for instructions.

The reply was surprising. “Let him board! Arrange a special boat to take him to the island!”

individuals would attend the event. His goal was to make money and provide an exciting martial arts spectacle; other matters were secondary. Even if the police wanted access, they would find it difficult

his spree. Instead, he sheathed his sword and followed the beautiful supervisor

had fallen, but the island was brightly lit-a true city that never

by other family members. There was applause and fireworks-a grand event, almost like the Olympics, exclusive to

Nuthana Grand Martial Showdown had such immense influence. Nearly all the elite of Nuthana were present, even the

When the

preliminaries. The odds of the Quillen family winning were 1 to 32, placing them

hello!” As Mackenzie took her seat, the head of the Zigler family of Gratz approached with a proud smile, extending his hand for a shake. Mackenzie merely nodded, neither warm nor offensive.