"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 thoughts and turn him against Harvey.
"He possessed the rights to everything, just as Harvey did. It's a well-devised plan, but its success hinges on flawless execution. The ensuing conflict between them will divert Harvey's attention from the true battle with our families." Serena contemplated confiding in Margaret about their next course of action, but Richard held a different viewpoint.
"Serena, let us exclude Margaret from this affair. It is time for you to establish your own reputation and cease living in the shadow of your mother. You are the future of the Crawford Dynasty, and it is time to act accordingly."
"Consider the respect, power, and influence you will amass by single-handedly bringing down Harvey." Despite Serena's awareness of Margaret's disdain for clandestine dealings, those words began to resonate within her, intensifying the internal conflict.
Perhaps it was time for Serena to assume the mantle of leadership within the Crawford family. Whispers of Margaret's waning strength circulated, and Serena's father seemed on the brink of demise. Halle's behavior brought shame upon their esteemed name, Serena mused.
While Serena believed she was orchestrating Harvey's downfall, the tables could turn. Richard, renowned for his slyness, was not to be trusted. Yet, his grandiose promises of building an empire ensnared Serena's loyalty. Together, they envisioned becoming an indomitable power couple.
Serena reached out to someone indebted to her, poised to call in the favor. However, Richard and Serena weren't the only ones scheming.
"What are you doing here? How did you find me? We can't let the Elite club know you're here."
"I need you by my side, as my number two. I've declared war on the Crawfords," he confessed, urgency in his voice.
Defying the elite club's orders, Harvey sought out Lana. He didn't care about secrecy if it meant winning her back. He was willing to make sacrifices.
Jessica was capable, but Lana held an irreplaceable position in his heart. The club might disapprove, but their business venture hinged on Harvey's reign in the price industry. Lana's return was the key to his full commitment.
It was time to embrace the reality that power often requires getting one’s hands dirty. They were inseparable. Lana possessed the skills needed to execute their next move flawlessly.
She was the mastermind behind acquiring the company, and now she will oust the Darbys, Serena, and Margaret from their positions. Harvey relied on the board of directors to vote them out.
"Trust? Is that what it was when you pried into my life, costing me my job?" she frowned, her voice filled with frustration.
"It doesn't matter anymore, Lana. I need you. I couldn't do this without you. Jessica can handle the club's business in the price industry, but I need you by my side," he said, gazing into her eyes, then offering her a blank cheque.
"I did what I did not because I doubted your trust, but because you've become so important to me. I wasn't sure if you'd be willing to speak up if I had asked you directly. I just wanted to know the real you, and that's the truth, Lana."
His expression twisted into a wry smile as he read a message on his phone, abruptly leaving her and rushing to his car. He sped off at a reckless pace, leaving her with no opportunity to inquire about what he had just discovered. Lana knew that such a look could only signify one thing.
She couldn't help but smile at the fact that he was learning to take action and make daring moves without relying on the influence of the elite club. The more he demonstrated his capability to succeed without their assistance, the more respect and independence he gained.
His gesture compelled her to reveal her true identity, but she couldn't deny that it wasn't the right moment.
‘’ I have valuable information about the child,’’ a woman at the counter said. Harvey Price. I knew this day would come, the day when you would search for that child."
"You may not know who I am, and I'd prefer to keep it that way, but the information I possess won't come without a price," she said, barely making eye contact.
"I just need enough to escape this wretched city, where the poor and average suffer under constant oppression, where people vanish without a trace because the wealthy are untouchable. The only reason they couldn't succeed with you is because you're one of them,"
he chuckled. "Alright, miss, I'll help you start anew, but it better be worth it. If I don't find this information useful, the deal is off, and you would have wasted my precious time."
"I'm a friend of Monica," she revealed, causing his jaw to drop. He felt a surge of excitement as he eagerly asked, "So, do you know where she is?" But she abruptly cut him off.
"I'm afraid I don't possess any information regarding her current whereabouts. However, I do have something that might capture your interest," she confessed. He swiftly apologized and urged her to continue.
It appears that she and Monica had been close friends for quite some time. She was Initially assigned to investigate Anthony Price, but their connection took a more secretive turn. Even before Harvey colluded with her to uncover the truth about his father's mysterious demise, she had already harbored suspicions that his death was no mere accident.
After working closely with Harvey and spending an extensive amount of time together, she couldn't help but see glimpses of Anthony within him. And as destiny would have it, she found herself gradually falling for Harvey, unable to resist his allure. Monica embodied every quality he sought in a woman.
She fearlessly defied the aristocratic class with her captivating tales, refusing to be silenced no matter their attempts. Determined to eliminate her entirely, they plotted to remove her from the scene. As she was whisked away, her loyal friend stealthily trailed the men, determined to uncover their destination.
Not only did she possess incriminating evidence against every influential dynasty in the city, but she also held something far more precious—a top-tier secret that must never see the light of day. This secret was destined to perish with her.
Monica safeguarded a journal that encompassed her entire adult life, carefully omitting this crucial information. When she was taken captive, she found herself carrying a precious life within her. In a desperate bid to protect her child, she reluctantly agreed to surrender all the incriminating documents she possessed in exchange for their safety.
She was undeterred by the prospect of sacrificing her own life, so they kept her captive until she gave birth. The immense stress and abhorrent living conditions forced upon her resulted in a premature delivery.
The moment she brought her child into the world, they callously snatched the baby away, denying her the precious opportunity to hold her newborn even for a fleeting moment before they were cruelly separated.
Her loyal friend felt utterly powerless to aid Monica, but she knew she had to intervene for the sake of the innocent child. The heartless man who had taken the baby heartlessly abandoned him by the roadside,unconcerned whether he would be struck by a vehicle or harmed by wild animals.
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
"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
Lana and Jessica were finally back in the city, and Lana wasted no time in closely observing Jessica's every move. She managed to discreetly snatch Jessica's phone when she wasn't paying attention and planted a bug on it. So far, Lana hadn't detected any suspicious calls or activities. With Lana's return, Harvey found it increasingly challenging to conceal his dealings with the mafia, especially after what had transpired with Serena. It was a topic he desperately wanted to avoid discussing, but he couldn't help but contemplate how he could manipulate whatever Serena believed was happening between them to his advantage. Serena, on the other hand, was a whirlwind of emotions. Her constant craving for love and validation from others had ultimately turned her into nothing more than a pawn in Margaret's game. He had a cunning plan in mind, one that would make her believe he was genuinely interested in their marriage. With Margaret out of the picture, he knew she would fall hopeless
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