Harrison, hearing the voice, finally furrowed his brows and looked up at Yulia, his mind set on one thought—this woman... was trouble.

“Get her out of here.”

Yulia, hearing this, immediately felt her temper flare.

It was broad daylight, and he was already drunk, now ordering her around.

“Harrison, do you even know who I am?” Yulia stepped forward, towering over him.

Harrison smirked, then reached out, yanking her. ...