Harvey remained silent, letting the crowd's whispers wash over him. He could see the shock and confusion on the Andersons' faces, and a small, satisfied smile played at the corners of his lips.The auctioneer cleared his throat, trying to regain control of the room. "Seven million two hundred thousand. Do I hear seven million four hundred thousand?"Not trying to let Harvey win, another bidder raised their hand. "Seven million four hundred thousand," they called out, but their voice lacked the confidence of before. Harvey's presence had thrown everyone off balance. The bids continued, but the atmosphere was charged with tension and uncertainty. They were now under self-pressure as they didn't want Harvey to win.The Andersons watched in stunned silence as the numbers climbed higher."Seven million six hundred thousand," someone called out."Seven million eight hundred thousand." came an immediate response.The room was a hive of whispers nobody wanted to give up for another. While the b

Harvey finally reviewed the agreement, it was well constructed and he was pleased with the terms and conditions. With various individuals as witnesses Harvey pens down his signature as the new owner of the Anderson company.A round of applause was heard all over the hall. Some people were happy for him while some were filled with envy and hatred. But he didn't care, he had accomplished another set of his revenge and that was all Harvey needed.Mr. Michael Anderson, with trembling hands, handed over the stack of papers to Harvey Brooklyn. The room seemed to hold its breath as the reality of the situation settled in. The Anderson family stood in silence, in total disbelief and sorrow, watching as their last hope slipped away.Harvey, on the other hand, remained calm and collected, his outward look giving away nothing of the victory he felt inside. He carefully placed the documents into his briefcase. “That’s a good one,” he mumbled to himself.His eyes swept across the room, taking in t

Harvey sat in his study late at night, He was surrounded by stacks of documents, his laptop open in front of him, showing various files.He had been at it for hours, digging into his stepbrother Henry’s and his mother's past dealings. He hoped to find something substantial to stop them from ruining everything he was about to get. And also expose them for killing his parents.His sister, Nadia, had also volunteered to help Harvey with information about them. She had been trying to provide Harvey with information and contacts that proved invaluable. Tonight, she was also sitting across from him, her own laptop was open as she sifted through the financial records and emails.“We need to find concrete evidence, something that will expose their illegal activities beyond any doubt,” Harvey said, with his eyes still focused on the screen.Nadia shook his head, her fingers scrambling over the keyboard. “I’ve been looking into Henry’s bank transactions. There are some suspicious transfers that

Henry had a way of exploiting people’s weaknesses, and Garcia’s desperation was his latest opportunity. He knew she would do anything to get back her family’s company, so he used this to his advantage, asking her to warm his bed in return for his supposed help."Garcia, meet me at the hotel tonight," Henry said on the phone casually, as if he were asking her to join him for coffee. "Room 302, don’t be late. I don't want to wait for you for too long."Naive and hopeful, Garcia agreed each time, believing it was her only chance to save her family's company. They were getting exactly what they deserved, it was almost like the same way she had treated Harvey in the past.She would rush to the arranged locations—hotels, his office, cafes—anywhere Henry wanted to meet. No place was off-limits. Henry treated her with disdain, calling her at odd hours whenever he felt like it, with no regard for her time or feelings.One evening, as Garcia returned home from another hook-up with Henry, she was

Harvey was in the kitchen, absentmindedly stirring a pot of soup on the stove. His mind was occupied with thoughts of his next cause of action against the Anderson family. He wanted to teach them a great lesson that they would have to live with for the rest of their lives.He couldn't get over his encounter with Garcia, and he couldn’t help but smirk at the memory of her arrogance. She was the same person he had known to be always selfish and stupid. If only she had acted well maybe, just maybe he would have spared them.As he poured himself a cup of coffee, his sister Nadia walked in. She headed straight to the coffee maker, but paused when she noticed the smirk on Harvey’s face. “What’s got you so amused? Would you like to share?” Nadia asked, raising an eyebrow as she reached for a mug.Harvey glanced at her, his smirk widening. “You wouldn’t believe it if I told you. It’s so stupid and funny at the same time.”“Try me,” Nadia said, curiosity piqued.Harvey leaned against the count