"So here’s the deal, I shall extend to you the same mercy bestowed upon you by Anthony, but not without a condition. you must undertake a task on behalf of Harvey, And remember, this meeting? It never happened, got it?"
Harvey had just encountered the woman who asserted herself as his mother. He stood poised to execute the plan devised by the elite members.They had given him a check to hand over to her, testing whether she cared more about the money or making amends for lost time.
Harvey clung to a glimmer of hope, fervently desiring that their suspicions were misplaced. Yet, when he inquired as to her genuine motives for reappearing, she held nothing back. She poured forth her emotions, expressing an ardent longing to assume the role of a mother in his life. Alas, those heartfelt words began to lose their weight as he prepared to shatter her aspirations.
Harvey had searched for her on previous occasions, but she had chosen to remain distant, leaving him to face his struggles alone. How convenient it was for her to reveal herself now, when everything seemed to be going his way.
Without giving her a chance to explain, he swiftly pushed the check towards her, instructing her to depart and never return. As her eyes widened upon seeing the check, she let out a startled exclamation. She wasted no time in folding the check and placing it in her bag, before standing up and leaving without uttering a single word to him.
Harvey felt a wave of devastation wash over him. Discovering her true nature now rather than later may have been a blessing, but his anger consumed him as he stormed out of the restaurant. To his surprise, Lana was waiting for him outside.
She was just about to turn that frown into a smile. "I have something for you," he said with a mischievous grin. He hopped into the car, and as soon as he settled in, she handed him a stack of agreements from Patrick. Not only did she manage to acquire Price Industries for Harvey, but she also set the revenge plan in motion.
Lana had convinced Patrick to merge the Crawford Empire with Price Industries, with a share split of sixty to forty, making him a major shareholder, at least for now. All of that would be transferred to Harvey once the deal was finalized.
Harvey couldn't contain his excitement, but then he paused. "How on earth did you get him to agree to this?" he asked, curious. She looked at him, a sly smile on her face, and simply replied, "It's my little secret." She chuckled, leaving Harvey intrigued and eager to uncover the truth.
She told him to stop asking questions and simply embrace the return of Harvey Price. But he couldn't let it go. "This has something to do with the boxes, right?" he pressed, but Lana remained silent.
"Come on, Harvey! Our plans are in motion now. Just imagine going back home and getting back at Serena and the Darbys. Can you picture the look on their faces? Get ready because you might be returning to the city real soon," she said, excitement shining in her eyes. They exchanged knowing smiles.
Lana left Harvey with thoughts swirling in his mind. Who was she really? Her mystery kept him intrigued. Nobody knew much about her. The idea of being honest with her crossed his mind, but she had been so helpful, and he wasn't willing to jeopardize their relationship. If there was anyone he could trust, it was Lana.
She had become incredibly valuable to him, and if he ever hoped to gain an advantage over Margaret and his other enemies, he knew he would absolutely need her. However, the details of her story would have to wait for another time.
He glanced at her, mischief twinkling in his eyes, when suddenly her phone rang, causing her to jump in alarm. A troubled expression crossed her face, and as he tried to inquire about it, she snapped at him, demanding that he back off.
Lana never intended for her personal life to intertwine with her business dealings with Harvey. The secret she guarded was something she never wanted him to uncover, and the last thing she needed was for him to meddle in her affairs. She was confident he wouldn't find anything, but one could never be too certain.
"Lana, listen to me. You've been a huge help to me, so maybe it's time I return the favor. I could never betray you after everything we've been through. You gotta start trusting me," he pleaded.
Without wasting a second, she told him to back off, swearing at him as she swiftly exited the car. Lana had just discovered that Harvey had hired someone to dig into her past.
Harvey's doubts started creeping in, contemplating whether to call it off. Little did he know, she had an arrangement with the elite Club that if such a situation ever arose, she would be obligated to cut ties with him. Under no circumstances could he find out her true identity.
Lana might have been going on a different identity, but that was the only way to run from the people who were after her. if her true identity was revealed it put everything she worked for in jeopardy the elite club made sure that lana’s replacement was already waiting for Harvey in the cabin.
Now that we've managed to reclaim Price Industries, it's time they delve into the true intentions of the elite club. Harvey arrived at the cabin and encountered a woman who bore a striking resemblance to Lana in terms of physique.
Introducing herself as Jessica Allen, the mere thought of Lana being replaced without any explanation from the club made Harvey feel nauseous. He fought tooth and nail to retrieve her, but all his efforts were in vain.
"Harvey, they warned you to never dig into the personal lives of those they assign for security reasons. But now, with Price Industries in our grasp, it's time for you to contribute," they said, mentioning Jessica's involvement in finalizing contracts with Patrick.
He wasn't quite sure what they meant, but he was determined to find out. This was something his late father had done for them too, in exchange for their unwavering support and loyalty. Price Industries was merely a facade for their illicit operations. They were engaged in smuggling, money laundering, and drug trafficking.
Since his father's passing, the business partnership between them and Price Industries had been put on hold. But now, as a member, he was bound by a contract to continue where his father left off. "
Harvey's reaction caught them off guard as he burst into laughter. But as the seriousness of their words sank in, he took a step back, realizing he was in deep trouble.
He refused to be a part of this dark world. His father may have been involved in unsavory activities, but Harvey couldn't bear the thought of crossing the line into criminality. However, the elite group scoffed at his self-righteousness.
"You have no choice, Harvey. The luxury of choice vanished when you sought our assistance. Ponder the possibilities that lie ahead with our unwavering support. Access to information on individuals beyond your reach, we have the power to shape or dismantle your very existence."
Harvey's grip on reality began to slip at that very moment. How had he managed to escape Margaret's clutches, only to find himself ensnared in the manipulative web of the elite Club? He should have known that such a tempting offer was too good to be true.
"Hey Harvey, don't worry too much. You'll be back in your city soon. Remember, nothing will happen to you as long as you stay with us. We've got influential officers on our side. Let's start preparing for our shipments."
Jessica was assigned to accompany him back to the city, and she provided a detailed report to the elite Club about everything that had transpired.With the deeds transferring Patrick Mann's shares to Harvey in his possession, he felt a surge of confidence as he prepared to return to the city. However, he was uncertain about his initial course of action. He couldn't help but ponder how Lana, with her resourcefulness, would have effortlessly navigated the situation.Doubts lingered in his mind regarding Jessica's trustworthiness. While she seldom deviated from matters strictly related to business, he couldn't shake the feeling that her loyalty lay primarily with the elite Club. Lana, on the other hand, was an enigma.In less than an hour, their arrival in the city was imminent. Contemplating his next move, he weighed the options of visiting the Darby family or the Crawford family first. Anticipation coursed through his veins as he imagined the shock on their faces. News would undoubtedl
"That's absolutely brilliant, Richard! Oh my goodness, we must inform Mum about this immediately," exclaimed Serena, her excitement evident in her voice. Richard had devised a cunning plan that he believed would give them a significant advantage in the ongoing race against Harvey. It was years ago when Richard accidentally overheard his father and Anthony Price discussing Anthony's secret child from a previous relationship.Being young and unable to take on the responsibility of raising a child, Anthony had chosen to abandon both the child and the mother. However, when he achieved financial success, he attempted to reconnect with them, only to be met with rejection. Richard had carefully guarded this secret, waiting for the perfect moment to reveal it. And now, he felt that the time was ripe.The revelation of Harvey having an older brother would undoubtedly turn his world upside down. Serena and Richard believed it was crucial to reach out to him first, to subtly influence his thoug
So, she did what had to be done. She took the child and left him in the last place anyone would think to look - the Crawford house.Yes, Monica's son found refuge with the Crawfords, living under the name Eric Crawford. Halle, against her mother's wishes, bravely adopted him. She even disappeared for a while, allowing people to assume she was simply ashamed and hiding a pregnancy.She chose to endure the judgment and speculation rather than let anyone doubt her role as Eric's true mother. The aristocratic class branded her a disgrace for having a child out of wedlock, forcing her to raise him as a single mother. But none of that mattered to her. She knew his true identity and considered it the least she could do to repay every ounce of pain her family had inflicted upon Monica.The lady slid Monica's journal over to Harvey, and it tore him apart inside. The magnitude of her ordeal was unimaginable, and he couldn't help but frown, clenching his fist tightly as the urge to punch someth
Margaret woke up in a dimly lit warehouse, her vision hazy. To her shock, Halle stood before her, while she was tightly bound to a chair. The last thing Margaret remembered was Her preparing for a glamorous gala. But on her way there, a chaotic event unfolded. Her tires were spiked, and as her driver went to fetch a spare, they were ambushed with tear gas. Gunshots rang out, outnumbered, Margaret was forced into a van."You've truly outdone yourself, Halle. You've crossed the line," Margaret trembled with fear, repeatedly threatening Halle. But Halle remained silent, her words unspoken.Margaret had managed to get to Eric first, whisking him away to an undisclosed location, leaving Halle completely clueless. She severed all communication with him, leaving him in the dark. Meanwhile, Harvey, consumed by desperation and impatience, found himself considering extreme measures to extract the information from Margaret."So, you thought poisoning Harvey and orchestrating my kidnapping woul
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
Regardless of Halle's perception of Harvey's feelings towards her, there is an undeniable truth in her words. Harvey briefly contemplated the idea of sending Halle away, but the challenge of concealing Eric's true identity from everyone loomed over him. However, he remained resolute that when the opportune moment arrived, he would get back his brother no matter what it took. Harvey found himself deeply engrossed in his thoughts as he made his way to the office. The impending board meeting drew near, and Lana's relentless focus on the Patrick's case left him uncertain about the success of their plan to remove the Crawfords and the Darbys from the equation. Stepping into the elevator, destined for his office, Harvey was caught off guard when someone unexpectedly halted the elevator on the third floor. "What brings you here?" he inquired with a mix of surprise and concealed delight, relishing the sight of her once more. She greeted him with a radiant smile, her eyes beaming with deligh
"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
As Harvey made his way back to the office, he could sense that the chaos from earlier had subsided. With perfect timing, he arrived just in time for the board meeting. Margaret looked at him, her expression questioning why he seemed so self-assured after his earlier embarrassment. Entering the boardroom, Harvey couldn't resist picking up a glass of champagne that had been served to the stakeholders. Locking eyes with Margaret, he raised his glass in her direction and mouthed "cheers" with a sly smile. His actions seemed to imply that he had some sort of upper hand, as if he believed he could rid himself of Margaret. Margaret, however, was confident in her own power and felt untouchable, especially now. But Harvey's seemingly happy demeanor and remarks caught her off guard. As the meeting began, Harvey stood up and dropped a case file in front of each stakeholder. Curiosity piqued, they opened the files, and what they saw made their jaws drop in astonishment. Margaret's expression mi
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