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
This only meant that the person after him was just as powerful as he was, and Harvey couldn't help but grin, ready to face whatever was coming his way. "Bring it on," he muttered to himself with determination.After taking his sleeping aspirin, Harvey headed to the shower before finally succumbing to the exhaustion of the roller-coaster day he had experienced.The next day, Harvey woke up with a newfound resolve to seek answers. He realized that living in denial would only delay the inevitable truth, and he refused to let fear dictate his actions.Dressing himself in his best attire, Harvey drove straight to his father's mansion, hoping to find the answers he sought. Luckily, he spotted Richard just outside the grand entrance. Stepping out of his car, Harvey braced himself for the confrontation."Harvey, you didn't have to come here. The last thing I want to see is your smug face," Richard Sr. spat, unable to hide his disdain for Harvey.But Harvey had a different agenda. Without skip
Harvey awoke to a resounding, forceful knock on his gate. His security personnels valiantly attempted to restrain the intruder, but thier apprehension escalated. With bated breath, he stealthily hurried outside, only to be confronted by the tumultuous scene created by Grace and Richard.Grace Darby was engulfed in tears, her sorrow cascading uncontrollably as she uttered words that eluded Harvey's comprehension. Never before had he witnessed such an overwhelming display of emotion from them.Richard Jr., having ventured out the previous night, had failed to return home, leaving them fraught with anxiety over his whereabouts. The incident was promptly reported to the authorities, yet silence prevailed until this morning, when a contingent of police officers arrived at their doorstep.However, the news they received was far from what they had anticipated. The officers requested their presence at the station, disclosing the discovery of certain personal effects believed to belong to Rich
The next day, Harvey found himself in the interrogation room at the state police headquarters, recounting his complicated history and deep-seated animosity towards Richard. The investigators couldn't simply dismiss him as a suspect, especially considering the weight of the threats he had made against Richard.As the evidence piled up, revealing that Harvey had indeed followed through on some of these threats, the officers wasted no time in confronting him about his actions. One officer, his voice laced with curiosity, asked, "Mr. Price, was there a specific motive behind your decision to harm Richard?"Harvey, knowing the importance of honesty in this situation, chose to be forthcoming with the police officers. Despite the tempting offer from his elite club and lawyer to use their influence and ensure his freedom, he understood that covering his tracks would only aid the true culprit in escaping justice.He was not going to let that happen, no matter what. Even if it meant exposing hi
David, the illegitimate son of Richard Snr, caused quite a scene. However, one could empathize with him as he was only just getting to know his brother.As they prepared for Richard's memorial, an autopsy was conducted. The results were shared with the family, revealing a disturbing truth. It appeared that Richard Junior might have been stabbed during a confrontation, with multiple wounds and cuts found on his body. Grace disclosed this information to Harvey.Harvey couldn't help but notice David engaged in a conversation with Richard Snr. The intensity of David's gaze made it evident that the discussion revolved around him."We cannot trust him, father. Richard wouldn't have wanted that," David asserted convincingly."Now, more than ever, we must bring him down and finish what Richard started," he added with a determined tone."I couldn't agree with you more. As the saying goes, 'keep your friends close and your enemies closer.' Right now, Grace is not in a stable state of mind. The
After the demise of Richard, Harvey suddenly ceased receiving the death threats, and the dark site for the bounty was taken down. However, a sense of foreboding filled the air, and he knew that Richard's death was merely the beginning .Upon returning home, Harvey made a crucial decision. He resolved to hire henchmen who would carry out his bidding when the time inevitably arrived. As soon as he stepped through his front door, he barely had a chance to settle before he darted back to his car, accelerating at breakneck speed, only slowing down once he reached his destination."What on earth were you thinking?" Harvey bellowed, his voice filled with frustration and concern."Why have you returned? Didn't it occur to you that the reason I didn't stop you from leaving in the first place was because I believed it was safe for you to go?" His voice grew stronger, laced with a mix of anger and worry."You fought tooth and nail to escape, only to come back. Do you have a death wish, Halle?"
Harvey rushed to the station, determined to free Serena. He and his team worked tirelessly, desperate to discredit the false witness statement against her. Finally, they uncovered the truth: the potential witness was a fake. Someone had paid women to say those things about Serena, but one of them backed out. The mysterious man seemed out of place in the city, yet he exuded an air of upper-class sophistication. Unfortunately, the lady who had been offered a bribe couldn't provide a detailed description of him. When Harvey learned about Serena's pregnancy complications, he knew he had to take action. "Thank you, Harvey. I can't believe Margaret didn't help me sooner," Serena said, sounding disappointed. Harvey scoffed at her gesture, determined to fight for her freedom. "I didn't do this for you, Serena. And now, I own you. If you try to mess with me, you'll have yourself to blame. I guarantee you," he declared with a chilling tone. The death of Richard had cast a shadow of suspicion
This was the last thing Harvey needed. Why did she return? He pondered, unable to ignore the tears streaming down her face."I'm sorry. I know you want nothing to do with me right now after our last encounter, and I don't blame you. But you're the only person..." Her voice trembled as she spoke, her desperation evident."I don't know who else I could speak to in the city," she continued, her words filled with uncertainty. The reason behind her tears remained a mystery to Harvey, but he knew he was about to find out."I couldn't go to the Darby. Grace would lose it at the sight of me. I heard what happened to Richard," she explained. Harvey's confusion deepened. "This is about Richard?" he asked, his perplexity etched on his face.He chuckled, a bitter sound escaping his lips. "Here I was thinking you might feel remorseful for what happened in the past, but I guess you're completely unapologetic," he said, his frown conveying both disgust and disappointment."Harvey, don't you fucking
He gazed at her, his mind swirling with curiosity about how she had become privy to this information. And then it dawned on him - she had actually maintained a close relationship with Monica.Quinn stood out from the rest, not being one of those absorbed in their parents' wealth. She had a burning desire to expose them, even her own father, and she found an unexpected ally in Monica.The revelation of her plans to take over her father's legacy was shocking. She made it abundantly clear that she wanted no part in this world. It was the very reason she had run away in the first place.In many ways, she was a superior version of Halle. Yet, was there anyone born into privilege who possessed the audacity to leave these comforts behind in Crimson Valley? Sensing the sensitivity of the topic, she skillfully changed the subject."I apologize for bringing it up. I know how much you cared for her, how she was the first girl to truly capture your interest,"she expressed, her words dripping with
The next morning, Harvey was jolted awake by a startling noise at his door. He was taken aback by the unexpected visitor, doubting if she had ever been there before.As he opened the door, he nearly received a resounding slap. But he quickly caught her hands and deflected the blow away from his face.Giving her a stern look, he asked, "What do you think you're doing here, Margaret?"Margaret, seething with anger at everything that had unfolded, blamed Harvey for her her misfortune."How dare you, Harvey! I warned you to stay out of my family affairs," she spoke bitterly. Her bold statement left him bewildered."You've managed to turn Halle against me, and now you're trying to do the same with Serena," Margaret said, furrowing her brows."You're out of your mind, Margaret. Everything happening in your family is a result of your own actions," he laughed."It's amusing how I haven't even set out to ruin you yet, and your world seems to be crumbling down, Margaret.""I am nothing like you
Just as Harvey had suspected, Halle hurried back to the city. She barged into the Crawford's mansion, where she found Margaret and Serena attending to a somber crowd of people who had come to pay their condolences.As Halle stepped in, the room fell silent. All eyes turned to her, their gazes piercing through her like daggers. "I hope you're both satisfied now that he's finally gone," Halle spat, her voice filled with bitterness. She locked eyes with Serena, who tried to hide her guilt behind a facade of indifference.Margaret's face contorted with anger, taking a step closer to Halle. "If you're here to cause a scene, I suggest you leave immediately. I won't allow you to tarnish your father's memory in such a disgraceful manner," she seethed, her voice dripping with contempt.Halle couldn't help but laugh, her laughter echoing through the room. "Disrespecting his memory? Suddenly, that matters to you? How convenient," halle’s words laced with sarcasm."You pretentious skank," Halle
Furious at the visitor, she storms towards the door, her anger boiling inside. With every step, her anticipation grows. Unlocking the door, she braces herself to unleash her fury on whoever stands on the other side. But as she swings open the door, her words vanish into thin air, and her jaw drops in sheer disbelief."What... what are you doing here?" she stammers, her voice trembling with surprise.Harvey strides into the living room, his presence commanding and unwelcome. The shock leaves her momentarily speechless, forgetting to extend an invitation or even question his audacity.He turns to face her, his voice dripping with accusation. "You tell me, Tamara Hudson,"Caught off guard by his words, she chuckles nervously, her eyes darting around, desperately trying to comprehend the situation. "Who is Tamara Hudson?" she asks.He shook his head as Disappointment flashes across his face, his eyes narrowing in disbelief. A mix of sadness and anger evident in his voice. "Give it up,
It was as if he was staring at a mirrored image of himself. Serena's laughter caught his attention, leaving him curious about what had amused her. "Do you remember how you used to tease him when we were kids?" she slipped out."Why has he returned after all these years?" Harvey leaned forward, trying to change the subject.Serena turned to face him, her gaze meeting him as she replied, "I heard his dad is gravely ill, so he had to come back and take over the company. You might be seeing more of him.""He mentioned how his dad was in business with Anthony and how he intends to keep it that way," Harvey forced a smile and let out a dry chuckle. "Well, I'm looking forward to seeing him."Realizing she had made Brad wait for too long, she stood up to continue her date. Just as she was half way away from Harvey and Brad, all the phones in the restaurant chimed simultaneously, creating a jarring sound.This only happens when there's news of grave importance sent by the aristocrats Media to
Harvey stormed back home, seething with anger at Hon Curry for leaving those words hanging in the air. Doubt crept into his mind as he questioned whether he was making enemies out of his allies. He knew he had to stand up against the elite club, for they were untrustworthy. It was either cut them loose or face their wrath once he no longer served their purpose.In this dog-eat-dog world, Harvey refused to be on the losing end again. Lost in his thoughts, his phone suddenly rang, snapping him back to reality. A smile formed on his face as he saw the caller ID, knowing they had brought him some intriguing news."Harvey," a magnetic voice echoed through the phone, capturing his full attention."Well, just as you might have guessed, I've got some news about our last conversation. My boys managed to dig up something that might catch your interest, and I might have a name," Don Marcus spoke over the phone.Harvey's mind raced with anticipation as he paced, etching each step with uncertain
Magaret sat upright and leaned in closer to him, her expression unwavering. "Serena!" she exclaimed."Serena?" Harvey questioned, his eyebrows raised in surprise.Without skipping a beat, Margaret continued, "Serena is my daughter, and I want her back. But she refuses to speak or see me ever since she got this idea that you were on her side.""As much as I hate to have to seek your help, I am not quite sure I am left with much of a choice, I need you to push her away so she has no choice but to come back to me, crying."Harvey let out a dry laugh, signaling for a waitress to bring him a Winston cocktail. He found Margaret's request amusing and wanted to enjoy the show with a drink. Turning to face her, he challenged, "Why the hell would I do that for a mere gift box?"Margaret frowned at him, her eyes narrowing with a hint of disappointment. "Harvey, don't be daft," she said, her voice tinged with seriousness. "A lot has happened while you were away, and as much as I would have enjoye
David's heart pounded with fear as he hastily retrieved his scattered documents from the floor. With trembling hands, he made his way out of the office, the uproar catching the attention of the influential stakeholders who had offices nearby.Intrigued by the commotion, they hurriedly approached, their eyes filled with curiosity and concern. Desperate to protect himself, Harvey skillfully deflected their inquiries with a smooth and calculated lie. With a polite yet firm demeanor, Harvey escorted them out and went back in. Knowing his penchant for precision, he took charge to sort out the scattered files . As he opened his desk drawer to tidy up his belongings, his eyes fell upon an envelope he had received months ago at the front desk.A pang of curiosity struck him, as he had never bothered to open it, assuming it was a mere receipt for one of his purchases. Without hesitation, he tore it open, confirming his suspicion—it was indeed a receipt. But it wasn't his.Harvey thoroughly
His face contorted , confused and desperate, as he struggled to identify the second party in the picture. Drawing closer to the victoria table, he hoped to uncover more information about the case. "No way Mike would leave me hanging with such vague information," he muttered.With a sense of urgency, he delved deeper into the files, meticulously sifting through each piece of evidence. It was then that he stumbled upon a letter addressed to Mrs. Daniels. Harvey furrowed his brow, realizing he had never come across this name before. His eyes fixated on the lengthy letter, his breath trembling as he approached its climax and discovered the identity of the author.It was the same person depicted in the picture, the very person responsible for Richard's untimely demise. Overwhelmed by the revelation, he slumped from the sofa to the floor, his heart heavy with devastation. The truth had unveiled Richards' death was driven by power tussle and jealousy.He couldn't believe it, the realizatio