Chapter 839

"Get your stuff, Cath. We're leaving. The people from this freaking establishment can't even protect their own staff. What's the point in working for them?" Perseus glanced at Harley as he spoke. The latter was just pulled out of the pond a minute ago. Harley was faring slightly better than Marcus. He didn't pass out cold, at least. "Impressive, my friend. With that said, would you mind giving me your name? I'm going to make you pay for the humiliation you brought us today." Harley looked at Perseus viciously. He wasn't going to let it slide. Perseus didn't humiliate Harley. Instead, he had brought shame to Imperial Banquet. Even a fool knew the people behind this establishment were powerful. "I'm Perseus Caitford, and my phone number is…" Perseus proceeded to give Harley his name. "Spare us, O'Mighty Harley." Before Perseus could finish his sentence, Hestia came back after she threw up at the restroom. Hestia might have seemed a little pale, but she attracted everyone's att