Prince Harad's POV
With purposeful strides, I exit the apartment and proceed towards the restaurant.
Entering through the rear entrance, I make my way to Stan's office. Herod has an agreement with this man and yet he didn't inform us about their departure.
I briefly knock and step inside without waiting for his permission.
“Sir, what can I do for you?” Stan asked with a slightly suspicious look on his face.
He probably senses that I'm not in the best of moods, but avoids being overwhelmed by it.
“The ladies you rented the apartment to, have disappeared,” I declared tightly. “Do you know where they are?”
His eyes light up and he shakes his head.
“Yes, they left,” he agreed. “They used to tell me that they had a special task to fulfill but lacked the funds to go on it yet. It's like
