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Sarah said realizing her friend is really nervous. “Thanks Sarah but I don’t have much time, I’ll talk to you later” She hung up the call and browse the net for the full story on Fred. It was just like she had suspected, he was framed for cheating people out of their money through their mortgage bank. “Oh God, I told him but he wouldn’t listen” She murmured, the cab driver who had been looking at her from time to time through the rear view mirror smiled and said “miss, are you talking about Mr Fred Carl, the young CEO accused of fraud”

My assistant added, "Sir, I've also discovered something. Harvey's medical records are all fabricated. He wasn't ill at all. He didn't even go abroad to get medical treatment. He went abroad because he hooked up with another wealthy woman, but she later dumped him." I answered calmly, "Really? Help me sort out the information and give it to Mindy. I want to give her a gift she'll never forget this Thanksgiving."

Harvey clutched at the back of his neck, groaning as he fell on the couch. "I'm sorry sir, the two shipment packages were too identical and—" "Stop talking! Stop talking fool!" Harvey yelled, hanging up and throwing his phone off. He was panting as he adjusted his sitting position on the couch. "Ryat won? How come" he muttered, his pantings turning shallow. Even when his phone began ringing with 'Sweet Puff' on the ID, he couldn't even pick. He feels paralyzed. -- [Catalyst Investments] "Cheers!" The top staffs clinked glasses of sparkling wine on the top floor, their smiles brighter than the sun as they celebrated their win against the chairman.

He glanced at the rearview mirror, where the Maybach was reflected. "Proceed with today's follow-up as scheduled." The voice on the phone sounded concerned. "Aren't you worried…" Theodore stepped on the gas and turned the car around. "This is called 'luring the snake out of its hole.'" Watching Theodore drive away, Harvey got out of his car. The man was dressed in an expensive black suit. His face was cold and his deep eyes were like a dark pool on a winter night, unfathomable and mysterious. Harvey pressed the elevator button. The doors opened, and he stepped inside.

I went to the top floor. A man was waiting for me in a large office. His name was Mr. Specter. He was a lawyer who did not work for the Sterling family. He was the best fraud lawyer in the country. He was expensive, but I had paid him using a bank account my mother did not know about. Mr. Specter stood up when I walked in. He did not look tired. He looked at my wet hair and my muddy boots. "You look like you have been in a fight," Mr. Specter said.

Desmond, the psychiatrist who was treating her for PTSD a year and a half ago. Dr. Desmond was wearing a freshly pressed suit, his toupee combed smartly to the side and his pale grey eyes were peering anxiously towards Harvey. Beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead, his Adam's apple bobbing nervously, looking ill at ease from the flurry of attention that he was receiving. The kind doctor will be easy pickings for the sweet tongued Harvey Specter. After Dr. Desmond repeated his oath, Harvey sauntered towards him like the predator that he is and asked his first question.

Specter said casually, "Viper should've told you what you need to do, right?" "Yeah, he told me. He asked me to sell a lot of stocks at a critical moment to cause panic in the market." Specter handed him a bottle of water and said, "That's right, this is the key moment when we throw America into chaos, it's your time to act, guaranteed profit, as for how much you make, that depends on your skills." The man pressed his lips together and said, "I promise I won't let you down."

I asked Harvey. He scratched his head, confused. “I went through all the personnel files… but there’s no one named Evan.” What the hell?？？ I slammed my hand on the table, glaring at Harvey. “You hired these people, and now their records don’t even match. Should I start wondering if you’re a goddamn spy?” The man nearly fell to his knees, trembling. “NO I swear! I’ve been on this project for a year already. If I wanted to sabotage it, I could’ve done it a hundred times by now!”

…Finally the meeting’s over, I was kinda lost but wrote down whatever I thought seemed important to the boss. I honestly wonder how I'm gonna give him any suggestions. “Hi Naomi!, I’m Harvey. Harvey Cullen”, he walked over to me and stretched out his hand for a shake “Hi Harvey, should I be bothered or worried as to how you know my name?”, I wanted to know because this was definitely my first time seeing him. “Oh no you shouldn’t. As you’ve seen I’m in the S&F accounting dept”, he said showing off his wonderful sets of teeth as he smiled softly.

Red warnings flashed across several screens financial transfers, encrypted wipes, entire identity files being purged. At the center stood a single metal chair. Empty. Savannah turned slowly. “Where is he?” “Hiding,” Cole said. “But not far.” As if summoned by his name, a screen on the far wall glitched. A silhouette appeared familiar shoulders, familiar posture, familiar arrogance. Harrison Sterling. His face sharpened on-screen, a cold smile spreading across his lips. “Well,” he said, voice echoing through hidden speakers. “Look who crawled into my web.”