"Vivian."
Without comparison, there would be no harm.
Harvey called out the little girl's name and walked over quickly under everyone's gaze.
"How are you? Are you alright? Did the donation go smoothly? Have you been bullied by others?" He asked three questions in a row.
Harvey's face was full of concern, as if he was a very protective elder.
Vivian was surprised at first, but then she shook her head subconsciously.
"No... Fortunately, it was in the middle…No, it was nothing. In short, thanks to Liz's help, everything was fine now. He was discussing with everyone.”
Although the little girl said so, from Vivian's pause in the middle and her dejected look, it was not difficult for Harvey to deduce that these nobles definitely did not let Vivian go. They might have used some underhanded tricks.
Humph.
Harvey snorted coldly.
He was like an old father who saw his daughter being bullied.