Prince Harad's POV still
We leave the penthouse in the women's lavish vehicle.
They have come well-prepared, their spacious vehicle is capable of comfortably accommodating six people, three of whom are robustly built men. As I sank into the back seat, I observed the proceedings. This seems perfectly set up to me.
With Shiri behind the wheel, we zoomed towards a bustling pub nestled in the heart of town, roughly twenty minutes from Stan's eatery. To be honest, I was hoping we'd go there and I'd be able to catch a glimpse of Cissy or even pull her aside for a chat.
We are currently seated on the terrace in a VIP corner with prime views of the bustling street. In front of me, there is a large table filled with all sorts of delicacies being served. But my appetite just can't get going, dam
