Richest Mogul

Chapter 1495

Did that man think Harvey was free? This kind of nonsense didn't even deserve a response.

Harvey ignored it completely, set his phone to airplane mode, and placed it aside. Then, he was fast asleep within seconds.

...

In the quiet of the night, a figure lay sprawled in a dark alley.

This person had been thrown out of a van by some men just minutes earlier.

A passerby noticed the figure on the ground and approached out of concern, but as they got closer, a strong, pungent smell of alcohol hit them. It was overwhelming. Clearly, this was just a drunkard who had passed out.

It was late, but instead of going home, this person had chosen to sleep right there on the street.

Dealing with someone like this was more trouble than it was worth-who knew what kind of mess it might lead to?

So, no one bothered to intervene. Besides, it was the middle of the night, and there were hardly any people around.

so, the drunkard spent the entire night lying on the

morning, as the alley became livelier, some mischievous children

began calling out

he opened his eyes, his

of the menacing figures

last night! They tortured me so badly! I need to report this!" Stephen shouted, his face pale with terror.

help but mutter, "How much did you drink last night? Are you having hallucinations? You were lying

reeking of booze."

drink!" Stephen protested.

soon dispersed. There was no point arguing with a

upright. He looked around

night replayed vividly in his mind-being drugged and kidnapped, locked in what seemed like an abandoned factory,

money he had swindled over the years, and even

that if he dared to harass Simona again, they would ensure he couldn't walk

was still fresh. Were those

Terrified and furious, Stephen