Tommy stood before them and said calmly, "Good evening."
Ririko set down her fork and turned to look at him, no longer willing to beat around the bush:
"Could you stop haunting me like some vengeful ghost?"
Tommy glanced at the food on the table, his tone unhurried. "Our family covered ninety percent of the expenses for this banquet."
"So what?" Ririko said.
Tommy looked as though the answer was obvious. "Then it's perfectly normal for me to be here, isn't it?"
With that, he looked at Harvey beside her and sized him up. "I wonder what he contributed."
Harvey wiped his mouth with his napkin and replied without hesitation:
"I didn't contribute anything, but I was invited in my capacity as a prosecutor. Is there a problem with that?"
Tommy was still smiling:
"Of course not... it's just that I've heard some prosecutors like soliciting donations at dinner parties, while scouting out funding for their election campaigns."
Harvey shook his head, as though explaining something to a rather immature child:
"I've heard some people like spreading gossip behind others' backs to give themselves social advantages that don't exist."
Tommy's gaze chilled. "Everything I said was true."
Harvey looked at him:
"I hope so. Otherwise, I'll have to prosecute you for defamation. For instance, I once heard you claim that the Wayne family's finances had holes the size of wormholes and that they were on the verge of bankruptcy."
Tommy's expression turned utterly cold.
He turned to Ririko. "Miss Ririko, I hear you're quite open to associating with powerful families. The Elliott family certainly wouldn't disappoint you."
Ririko had to admire how he could so brazenly suggest becoming her benefactor right in front of Harvey, without blushing or missing a beat.
She stood up, about to curse every last one