“What?” Haris was stunned.
Dave’s voice grew deeper, full of menace. “If you ever cause trouble for her again, I won’t hesitate to kill you.”
The moment Dave let go, Haris crumpled, his back hitting the hard ground.
“By the way, I owe you for pointing Bianca in my direction,” Dave said, standing over Haris with a faint smile.
Haris’s eyes widened in shock.
Was this the man Bianca had sought out that night after being drugged?
Had they been working together all along? And why would he dare show up at the engagement party?
The truth slammed into Haris like a ton of bricks. Bianca had manipulated him, and he was the last to realize it.
He felt utterly foolish.
Dave brushed off his hand, now dirtied from the scuffle with Haris, and returned to Bianca’s side, offering his hand. “Let’s go home.”
Still in shock, Bianca looked at Dave and placed her hand in his.
As they disappeared from sight, Haris slowly picked himself up, tasting blood in his mouth.