Harvey?
My smile faded away when I saw this young man stand before me, as I had recalled who he was now.
I had beaten him up in an alley outside Razor University a few days earlier.
He was the brother of Ms. Summers' late husband.
He held lustful intentions toward the woman and had slapped her in rage when she refused to sleep with him despite the constant pressure of his threats.
I had kicked him in the stomach back then and even slammed a tile into his shoulder.
I would not have let him get away with such minor repercussions if Ms. Summers had not stopped me.
Heh, things are getting interesting now. I never thought I would run into him tonight.
I smirked faintly when I saw him trying to network with me. It seemed like he had not recognized me. This was no surprise as the alley wa
