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 sink into the back seat, I observe 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...