Harvey stepped closer to Lana, his heart pounding with anticipation. He couldn't contain his excitement as he prepared to share the thrilling news of his newfound ally with the don and his willingness to assist with the girls. As he shared the news with her, Lana was utterly astounded, her eyes widening with excitement. It was exactly what she had been hoping for. Harvey also knew he couldn't keep the details of his last conversation with the don from her, so he decided to reveal everything to Lana.Without wasting a moment, Lana burst into laughter, "That's absolutely absurd! Didn't you make it crystal clear to him that I would never leave you?" she reassured him, her voice brimming with confidence."He just wouldn't accept no for an answer. Let's pay him a visit and have you personally decline his offer. I have a feeling that will finally put an end to this," Harvey suggested, his voice tinged with excitement for the thrilling chapter that lay ahead.It might have taken him a whi
"You really should get some rest," he insisted, leaving her alone.As Lana pondered how to approach Harvey, she realized he was purposefully avoiding her, no matter how important her words were. She knew deep down that he might never forgive her for what she was about to reveal, but she couldn't think of a better way to salvage their relationship."Harvey, please, just listen to me," she pleaded, relentlessly pursuing him."I... I took the job," she blurted out, frustration evident in her voice. Finally, Harvey came to a halt, his attention fully captured as he turned to face her."Harvey, I accepted the job from Don Marcus," she said, her tone filled with unwavering certainty. He stared at her, disappointment clouding his gaze."Well, good for you then," he responded nonchalantly, and walked away.Lana and Don Marcus had been in contact, and when he shared the proposal, it resonated deeply with her. She couldn't bring herself to refuse.Thoughts of her complicated situation with Harv
"Sir Harvey, her voice quivering, she mustered a smile as she struggled to express her gratitude. '’I am deeply grateful for your immense kindness,’' she said, her eyes welling up with tears, barely held back.'’I believe it would be best for me to stay with the other girls,'’ she spoke to him, her voice filled with a mix of determination and vulnerability. ‘'They are the only ones who can truly understand and share my pain. Being with them will aid in my healing.’'Harvey turned to Lana, fully aware that he shouldn't attempt to sway her decision, yet unable to resist.‘ 'Harvey , she has already made her wishes clear,'’ she said, met with a disapproving look. Despite this, he persisted, driven by his own motives.He implored Lana to join him outside, and as they left her room, a sudden stillness enveloped them, away from the echoing presence of her closed door.""Lana, this girl's time is running out, and she needs utmost care. I don't believe you can provide that while also looking
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
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
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
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
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