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!”

organizer of the martial arts tournament, Joe understood that many wealthy and influential 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 to bypass his security. Whether Yosef would participate was not

a positive response, Yosef didn’t continue his spree. Instead, he sheathed

the island was brightly lit-a true

other family members. There was applause and fireworks-a

had such immense influence.

on the current status of each faction in Nuthana-the higher the status, the later the entry. When the

were all up for bets, which made them a hundred times more exciting than the preliminaries.

As Mackenzie took her seat, the head of the Zigler family of Gratz approached with a proud smile, extending