Harvey York’s Rise to Power

Chapter 5030

Chapter 5030

Mandy glared at Xynthia. “Children have no say here! Enough of the nonsense!”

“You choose; Do you want to sleep on the floor in my room, or do you want to sleep in Xynthia's room?" he asked,

looking at Harvey.

Harvey sighed.

“I'm used to sleeping on the floor. If that's the case, I'll just go with it.”

Harvey followed Mandy to her room, while Xynthia stared darkly at them.

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The bedroom is on a separate floor. With the dim light, the room looked quite romantic.

Mandy tripped while she was changing into her slippers. Harvey quickly helped him to his feet. As soon as he did, he

could feel her warmth.

Mandy froze, and her breathing became rapid.

Harvey felt his breath start to heat up too. He wasn't sure if this was too romantic, or he was just shy.

Mandy's pretty face also became slightly red.

Harvey picked him up, and took a deep breath before taking a few steps back.

“We haven't gotten our certificate yet,” he said with a slight smile. “It's not good if we live in the same room…”

Mandy glared at Harvey, her eyes grim and aggressive.

He knew that if he wanted to win Harvey over so they could get back to normal, the best way was to do something.

Without thinking, Mandy gathered her courage. He closed his eyes, waiting for something to happen. However, her

cell phone suddenly vibrated as soon as Harvey approached.

Mandy didn't want to answer the call, but her phone wouldn't stop vibrating.

Helplessly, he glanced at the phone, and finally picked it up. The moment he received the call, his face immediately

lost color

"What?! Master Aung died?!” he exclaimed, his voice shaking.

Harvey frowned; he knew that this was a trick. His gaze instinctively turned towards the John family's house.

He didn't have any proof, but his instincts told him that this was Blaine's doing.

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Meanwhile, at John's family residence...

Blaine was studying a picture in his hand. Aung had died in a ditch, his expression full of disbelief and fear.

After a moment, Blaine threw the picture into the furnace. Sparks flew in the air, accompanied by a burning smell.

Kensley came over, and served Blaine a cup of tea. He frowned.

“I don't understand, Young Master John. What does it matter whether Aung dies or not? His existence doesn't really

matter to the bigger picture, does it?” he asked.

“Probably not, but this could give us a chance,” Blaine said.

"Correct. If I remember correctly, Darby is probably out by now, right?”

Kensley looked at her cell phone for a moment.

“Darby left ten minutes ago.”

“Send him word through our sources. "Tell him that Harvey and Mandy are coming to the Golden Parlor," Blaine

ordered.