"Oh, right, Sean." Steward couldn't help himself and blurted out again.
Perhaps afraid of testing Sean's patience, he rushed his words, "We lost, and according to the bet, Harlan's gotta crawl from the starting line to the finish line while cursing himself as a lowlife."
Should he intervene?
If Sean stepped in, Light Fleet sure as heck wouldn't let Harlan crawl.
But Sean didn't even look back. As he walked away, he said coldly, "Let him crawl and then kick him out of the team."
He had no intention of keeping him around.
Ever since he founded the team, Sean never led his team into any races, instead he always sent Harlan to represent them.
Perhaps because of this, Harlan got cocky. As he thought Sean really valued him, he became more and more self-important, so much so that he played around with women, got drunk and caused scenes
from time to time. But due to the Team's rep, Harlan was never held accountable every time he stirred up troubles.
