It was a Saturday morning, and Harvey awoke with his mind consumed by thoughts of the decision he had made. Prompting Halle to bring Eric to him had been a calculated move on his part. After all, she owed him for saving his life and for the near-death experience she had put him through. In an attempt to clear his head, Harvey decided to go for a jog. Barely three minutes into his run, he found himself colliding with someone in the park. His gaze locked with the stranger's, and he couldn't help but notice that she seemed out of place in the city. "I apologize, sir. I promise to replace whatever I've damaged," she said, her voice filled with sincerity. Harvey's eyes lingered on her, his mind momentarily distracted by her presence. He hadn't even realized that his gadget had been broken in the collision. However, he quickly dismissed her offer to replace it and instead took the opportunity to introduce himself. But what shocked him was when she mentioned his last name, after he had on

"What the hell, Harvey! You've reclaimed your father's company. Just back the hell off!" The crowd swarmed around Harvey and Richard, desperate to break up the confrontation. Richard had been waiting for Harvey in the parking lot, seething with anger over everything that had unfolded. His family was in shambles, with his mother on the verge of filing for divorce. And to add insult to injury, the house had been transferred to Harvey. Without wasting a second, Harvey served them with an eviction notice, demanding they remove their belongings from his father's house. The mere thought of losing to Harvey once again fueled Richard's rage. Ever since they were kids, Richard had harbored an unrelenting desire to surpass Harvey's accomplishments, but No matter what he did, Harvey always came out on top. And it was all thanks to Anthony Price, the man who protected Harvey and made him untouchable. That sense of invincibility had made Harvey insufferably arrogant. After the tragic demise of

"What brings you here, Teresa?" Harvey asked, his voice filled with anticipation. Teresa, the Heiress and head of The Raven mobsters, was the only one who could have sent him such an expensive drink. She was truly her father's daughter - feared, ruthless, and magnificent. With her confident demeanor, she commanded respect from everyone around her. Harvey couldn't hide his astonishment when he first met Teresa. He had expected a man, but instead, he found himself face to face with a powerful woman. She had control over a massive number of men who worked for her, and they knew better than to double-cross her if they valued their lives and the lives of their families. Teresa had proven herself to be more than most men. She gazed upon Harvey's face, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Aren't you just a sight for sore eyes," she teased, her voice dripping with playful flirt. "Well, if I must answer your question, you did," she replied, a light laughter escaping his lips. He found her ges

"Sir, I beg of you, Mr. Price, I never intended for this to happen, but my wife is gravely ill. She is battling cancer. You can verify this to confirm my honesty. Show me mercy, for I am all my children have in this world," he pleaded, his voice filled with desperation. The Price Industry employee found himself reduced to begging for his life.Uncertain if Harvey would handle the situation to her satisfaction, Teressa insisted that he hand over the employee to her. It seemed only fitting, given that he had stolen from her, not Price Industry.Lana stood there, her gaze fixed on Harvey, her mind racing with anticipation. She wondered how he would respond. The tension between Teresa and Harvey had escalated into a heated verbal confrontation."I cannot simply surrender him to you without knowing your intentions," Harvey expressed his apprehension."Come on, Harvey, what do you care what I do with him? Everyone knows you don't steal from your mafia jefa," she said, her voice filled with

Unknown to them, Serena's gaze was fixed upon them, consumed by an overwhelming surge of rage. With a voice trembling with fury, she unleashed her words, "You despicable wretch!"Ursula stood there, shocked and bewildered. Her voice quivered as she implored, "Harvey, who is she?" Yet, he remained silent, a look of disdain etched upon his face. His furrowed brow spoke volumes, but no explanation was offered. "You may leave now, Ursula," Harvey commanded, his words cutting through the air like a blade.Ursula's heart filled with agony at the way she was dismissed, discarded like a mere piece of refuse. The lack of courtesy in explaining the situation only intensified her pain." what! I... I don't understand," Ursula stammered, her voice trembling with confusion.Once again, Harvey's voice pierced the air, leaving Ursula with no choice but to flee, her heels clicking against the floor as she made her escape.Harvey forcefully pulled Serena into his living room, his grip firm. With a st