Harvey York's Rise to Power

Matthew’s eyes twitched again at Harvey’s calm

words.

Harvey’s words were deceptively simple, but they had completely revealed Matthew’s thoughts.

Denver, who was wailing on the ground, wouldn’ t think much about the matter. However, the legendary

King of Gambling would surely think twice if he were to catch wind of this.

Alas, Matthew was trying to get the Hamilton family to do his dirty work!

If that were to happen…

Matthew’s eyes went haywire as panic rose

inside him. Right now, he knew he was going

against someone way above his league.

“You should know what’s best for you, Young Master Flynn.”

“I think the King of Gambling himself will talk to you real soon.”

Matthew quickly changed his expression, at loss for words from sheer fear. He could only stare blankly at

the ground, too terrified to think anything else.

He had been humiliated utterly and thoroughly. He knew trouble would come back to bite him sooner or

later.

“Alright, get these people out of here. Let Sister Thirteen stay. We’re going to have a chat.”

Harvey casually sank back on the couch, in no rush to leave.

Matthew’s eyes twitched again. He wouldn’t

dare go against Harvey.

“Of course!” he exclaimed, nodding frantically.

With one wave of Matthew’s hand, everyone left. Denver, who was still wailing in pain, was forcefully

dragged out. Only Sister Thirteen, who was now upset and fearful, stayed with Harvey. She was

accompanied by a few other people.

The prideful woman’s eyes were filled with terror. She wanted to say something, but she wouldn’t dare

start talking on her own.

Tack!

George soon recovered, and immediately played some footage on his phone. Then, he threw it in front of

Sister Thirteen

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Her expression changed constantly as she looked at the screen. She instinctively tried to run, but Tyson

was already blocking the

entrance.

“Talk. What’s going on here?”

“Where is the woman you kidnapped?”

“If you give me a straight answer, I’ll let you live when I make sure that she’s safe,” Harvey said, his tone

domineering and spin-chilling. He then sipped some water calmly.

Sister Thirteen’s expression changed frantically. In the end, she gave up and let out a huge sigh.

“Fine. I’ll talk.”

“I wasn’t the one who planned to kidnap that woman, Prince York. It’s…”

“You know that’s not what I want to hear.”

Datos

Harvey cut her off immediately.

Sister Thirteen’s expression became warped.

V

“The don of Briewood gang is the mastermind

behind this incident. I’m just doing as I’m told.”

“The woman’s locked inside an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs of Hong Kong. It’s called the

Fortune Warehouse.”

“You better hurry if you want to save her. She gets transferred to a new place every single day.” Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“I don’t know why they’re doing this, either. Maybe she has an extraordinary identity…”

Harvey nodded, and then cast a quick glance at Tyson.

Tyson took a step forward and jabbed the side of his palm on Sister Thirteen’s neck, causing her to pass

out in an instant.

“I’ll handle this, Sir York,” Tyson said quietly.

“No need. I have to deal with this myself.”

Harvey shook his head.

“Get your men from Las Vegas out, and then send a message to Matthew while you’re at it.”

“Tell him that I’m going to kill my mother-in law.”

Tyson froze.

“I-I don’t understand…”

“Aren’t you going to save Madam Yates, sir?”

“Why are you saying that you’re going to kill her?”