Harvey shrugged, nonchalant.

“This drink’s at least a few hundred dollars. I can’t just throw it away now, can I?”

“What? This isn’t about champagne!”

Julian was on the verge of coughing up blood.

“I just got word!”

“Grandma York already gave the order to force you out of here last night! You’ll never be able to come back!”

“There’s still twelve hours before the time limit!”

“If you don’t get out of here by then…”

Julian’s face was horrible.

Harvey’s curiosity was piqued.

“What would happen?”

“Jacknife!”

“If you don’t get out of here by then, Jacknife—Grandma York’s best subordinate, rumored to be way more powerful than Lord York—will come for you!”

“If you don’t get out of here, someone else will send you!”

“To your death, of course…!”

“Jacknife?”

Harvey chuckled before patting Julian on his shoulder.

“Send a word in my stead.”

“Tell Jacknife to hurry up if he’s planning to assassinate me.”

“I have other things to tend to. I don’t have all day.”

…

Vince was insid