Harvey York's Rise to Power

Chapter 307

“You…” The boss was panicking. The man in front of him was too calm! All of his men could not beat him, so what could he do on his own?

“What… What do you want?” The boss mumbled, scared for his life.

“The truth,” Harvey stated calmly. “If you tell me what I want to know, I’ll let you live. If you don’t, well, don’t blame me for what happens next.”

“Of course…” The boss had sweat dripping down his face. The young man in front of him had an aura so terrifying that he unconsciously bowed. “B… Boss! Whatever it is you want to know, I’ll tell you!”

“It was a woman who asked us to deal with you. She looked rich and only had one request: to cripple you. If you didn't behave, she said we could end your life too.”

“End my life?” Harvey chuckled. “Is she from the York family?”

“We have no idea—we only do what we’re told to get the money. But I do have a photo of her that one of my subordinates took secretly.” The boss quickly handed his phone to Harvey.

Harvey glanced at the photo. The woman looked like she was in her fifties and was somewhat familiar, but Harvey could not remember her name.

“A distant relative of the York family?” Harvey could not hold in his laughter.

‘I only left the family for three years and now even the small fries of the family want a piece of me.’

“Where is the woman headed now?” Harvey asked.

“I’m… I’m not sure… But she was with a pretty boy—she talked about giving him some sort of enterprise from Niumhi...”

The boss tried as hard as he could to remember, telling Harvey everything he knew. He was clearly scared.

‘Is she going for York Enterprise?’ Harvey frowned. He hadn’t been to the company for the past few days, did something happen there?

He wanted to call Yvonne and ask her about the company, but realized that the outskirts of the city did not have any reception.

Harvey had no time for these people. He got back into his Porsche and drove away swiftly.

“I don’t care who you are or what your relationship is with the York family, but if you dare enter my turf and touch my men, don’t blame me if I bite back…”

Back in the city, Harvey’s cell phone finally had reception again. Yvonne called as soon as the call could go through.

“Mr. York, is everything alright? I’ve been calling you for a while but you didn’t pick up.” On the other end of the line, Yvonne sounded terrified.

“I’m fine, there was just no reception in the outskirts of the city. I just got back, did something happen in the company?”

“Yes, there was a man that came with an election document by the York family. He said he was the new CEO,” Yvonne said anxiously.

“He didn’t do anything to you, did he?” Harvey’s heart skipped a beat. Did something happen?

“No… I don’t give in that easily. But Mr. York, if he really is the new CEO, I will resign immediately.”

Yvonne tried to stay calm, but Harvey could hear her voice shaking. Rage bubbled up in him.

“It won’t matter if his documents are real or fake. Let me handle it from here—I’ll give you a proper statement once it’s settled.” Harvey ended the call, his eyes as cold as ice.

‘Whoever this person is, if he tried to be intimate with Yvonne, he’s finished. Why did he have election documents from the York family though? Are they trying to test me? Or is this what they truly wanted? No matter; I’ll give a proper statement to the York family on my own.’

Harvey immediately rushed to the Platinum Hotel instead of York Enterprise, searching for Tyson Woods.

Tyson rushed to Harvey despite the hotel not being closed yet, and asked hesitantly, “Sir, I heard that something big happened in your company?”

“You knew?” Harvey frowned.

“Miss Xavier contacted me—she said she couldn’t find you and asked me to do a background check on someone, but I am not exactly sure what happened…”

“Who is that person? How’s the progress?” Harvey walked into the office and sat down.

“It’s done. Here are the files, have a look.” Tyson respectfully handed over the documents.

Harvey opened the file and looked through the documents briefly. His eyes widened slightly in surprise.

“Wyatt Johnson?”

“Right, that’s him. He’s just an heir of a third-rate family in Niumhi, so I’m not sure why Miss Xavier wanted me to run a background check on him. Maybe he’s the new CEO that she’s talking about?”

“Where is he now? Can you track him?” Harvey put down the documents and asked.

“Give me an hour, Sir—I’ll find him,” Tyson said assuredly. This was his specialty, and he would naturally do his best.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.