Braun pulls Harvey's hand several times, but each time he does so, Harvey's body remains solid as a rock. No matter how hard he tries, Braun can't move Harvey in the slightest. The tension in the air increased, and Braun's anger became more and more apparent. With his face flushed with frustration, he finally released his grip, taking a few steps back. “You shouldn't make things difficult for others!” he exclaimed, his voice trembling with anger, the hands that had been straining to pull Harvey were now clenched at his sides, holding back the irritation that was about to explode.The blond Harvey only cleared his throat softly, his light voice bringing Braun's attention back to him. Without changing his facial expression, blond Harvey stared at Braun for a moment, then glanced casually at his watch. His eyes returned to Braun with a confident gaze, as if he was not just an ordinary guest, but someone worthy of his full attention. “I was waiting for you, Mr. Braun. Shouldn't you be ser

Molly and Charlie looked at each other in confusion. Question after question arose in their heads after witnessing Braun even bend over like that.With a chuckle, Molly grabbed Braun's shoulder to steady him. “Don't bow like that, Mr. Braun. An impostor like that doesn't deserve an apology from you. Instead, you should punish him or beat him up. Or, do you want me to do it for you? I can do it--”Braun immediately grabbed Molly's hand to prevent her from escalating the situation. “Stop it, Miss. I've made a mistake. This is the real Mr. Harvey,” he said, dripping with cold sweat. “And you, Miss. You should be the one to leave here. If it wasn't for you and your boyfriend, I wouldn't be in this position! You guys didn't buy the yacht, did you? Mr. Harvey had every intention of buying it from the start.”Braun gulped down his saliva. He couldn't hide how cold sweat kept running down his forehead and neck. Slowly his face began to turn white with pallor. He also came to hate Molly and Ch

Molly and Charlie's eyes glared at Harvey with a look of disbelief. Slowly their faces turned bright red. Then the veins in his neck popped. "Damn you, Harvey!" cried Molly in a shrill voice. "You tricked me and Charlie!"There was silence for a moment. Braun and Malone watched Molly in silence. Their brows were furrowed, and they tilted their heads. It was as if they didn't know why Molly was angry like that.Molly clenched her teeth and clenched her fists. Her emotions toward Harvey were like lava at the top of a mountain, ready to explode and destroy everything. "You deliberately set me and Charlie up to buy that yacht!" she exploded while glaring at Harvey as if her eyes were about to pop out.Harvey's hand rubbing his nose, he calmly stares at the exploding woman casually. In fact, Harvey did not even show a guilty face. "You knowingly bought it, right?"Charlie clucked her tongue. It was his turn to step forward and glare at Harvey. "So this is how you play the game? You deliber

"Can't you move somewhere else?" the heavy voice sounded gruff. "I mostly fish here."Harvey squinted, watching the man who had just spoken. The middle-aged figure in his forties stood on a large yacht, wearing casual clothes with sunglasses partially covering his face. From the tone of his voice alone, it was clear this man felt he owned the place.On the other hand, Teddy widened his eyes as soon as he heard the voice. It was as if his instincts instantly recognized the owner. His breath caught for a moment before finally muttering with some hesitation, "Mr. Gibson..."Gibson removed his glasses with a quick movement, his brows furrowed deeply. His jaw hardened as his eyes looked at Harvey with displeasure. Exasperation was clearly depicted on his face. "You're the new guy, aren't you? How dare you fish in my territory," he grumbled, his voice rising.With his chest puffed out and his hands on his hips, Gibson turned his head sharply towards Teddy. "You! You told him to come to this

Gibson stared at Harvey with narrowed eyes, his lips pressed tightly together. There was something niggling in his heart at Harvey's cold demeanor, almost as if responding to his words without respect. "This kid...," he thought, harboring resentment. The sound of his breathing sounded heavy, a little impatient. Their ages were much different, and it made Gibson feel as if Harvey should have respected him more.Harvey, calmly, pulled the marlin up. Each movement was measured, like he had practiced it a thousand times. Gibson's hand pressed firmly on the bamboo handle of the fishing rod, his fingers trembling slightly. He cleared his throat, trying to mask the discomfort that was creeping up on him. However, Harvey just let out a long sigh, as if not wanting to prolong the existing tension.Silently, Gibson observed Harvey's movements. As if he didn't care about his gaze, Harvey only nodded once. Gibson couldn't take his eyes off him. Inside his head, the question kept spinning. "This k