Hidden Fortune’s Heir

Is this how you treat the poor?

Harrison stared coldly at everyone, almost as though he could set them up on fire with his eyes

“What took you so long?” He said with a deep voice.

“Forgive me, young master, I didn’t know you were here or else I would have come sooner. Please punish me the way you see fit” Ramon said with their head still on the floor.

Harrison knew it wasn't his fault so he decided to let it off.

“Get up Ramon, let’s go,” Harrison said. There was no point in staying here as all it could do was make him angrier than he was.

“Okay” Ramon stood up with the others, and they quickly paved the way for Harrison to walk in between them.

Harrison walked in between the men, but he stopped just beside the inspector who now looked like he would piss his pants. Harrison's gaze alone had stripped him of his confidence, all he could do now was grovel on his feet, or else death would be his end.

He remembered how he had slapped Harrison multiple times when he tried to explain what had happened and now he was going