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!”

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.

Yosef didn’t continue his spree. Instead, he sheathed his sword and followed

the island was brightly

Quillen family’s representative!” With the announcer’s call, Emmanuel and Mackenzie led the way, followed by other family members. There was applause and fireworks-a grand event, almost like the Olympics, exclusive to the

why the Nuthana Grand Martial Showdown had such immense influence. Nearly all the

the entry. When the Quillen family entered, many others had already arrived. The Quillens were just in the middle, not drawing

martial arts competition were all up for bets, which made them a hundred times more exciting than the preliminaries. The odds of the Quillen family winning were 1 to 32, placing them in the middle

approached with a proud smile, extending his hand for a shake. Mackenzie merely nodded, neither