Harvey Specter Gif Novels & Stories

**** *** Harvey looked at the scandals that had been trending on the internet for days now . He couldn’t believe that even the highest tech got that he hired hadn’t been able to get this off his head . The scandals was about him selling fake produced and exported products to the individuals , something that he dared never to do and each day the person causing the scandal seem to come stronger with a good story and proof , making the sales of this company reduce , though he knew what to do , but the scandal was having a big effect of him . Mr harvey The Eldest daughter of the Go family is your ex wife “ his personal assistant told him barging into his office

**** *** Harvey looked at the scandals that had been trending on the internet for days now . He couldn’t believe that even the highest tech got that he hired hadn’t been able to get this off his head . The scandals was about him selling fake produced and exported products to the individuals , something that he dared never to do and each day the person causing the scandal seem to come stronger with a good story and proof , making the sales of this company reduce , though he knew what to do , but the scandal was having a big effect of him . Mr harvey The Eldest daughter of the Go family is your ex wife “ his personal assistant told him barging into his office

“I said that I would look into it. But prepare yourself that our judge will be asking for a bigger pay for this faux pas. He is facing a lot of trouble with his colleagues as well. It’s not like the old days, my friend.” “Sure,” I chuckle, watching Nerthus who is playing with her mittens as she must be cold. “Keep telling yourself that. But until they don’t get to rip Gotham out of my cold, dead hands, I won’t believe it.” “Don’t say that,” Nerthus whispers, scrunching up her face cutely as she looks at me. Harvey, on the other hand, laughs, “Well, I guess you have to be like this to do your job. Talk to you later.”

Natasha's name was sitting on it. He swiped to answer. "Hey, Natasha." "Maxwell, are you watching this?" "I am watching it." Maxwell said, “That Harvey guy is annoying though.” He said, referring to the analyst who was still talking about sterling industries. Now he was speaking about how the whole Sterling empire should be investigated, although he couldn't say anything when the other analyst pressured him asking him for what? He just stumbled over his words and said

A custom, which the cunning Harvey chose to abuse while he was still aboard the estate. Harvey is a stout,balding man who closely resembles a garden gnome if he dressed as one. The only edge that he has among the other arms dealer that roamed the planet was that he lived longer and that he was extremely strong for his diminutive stature and weak appearance. He saw this offer as a way go make his dynasty in the arms world ten times stronger because as of now, his gift aside from telepathy was to make other people see from his own perspective. Harvey can deceive the mind and even if his gift was considered desirable and strong to many, he, however believes that having more is better. Tonight,

Because I did. I took off my glasses. Harvey spotted me immediately. Stood. His face said what his mouth hadn’t yet. Bad news. "You look like hell," he said. “You should see the other guy,” I slid into the seat across from him, pretending I didn’t look like a train wreck. Which I kind of did. Serves me right, go to bed with a boner and wake up pretending a marathon jog could fix it. "You’ll want to see this." Harvey shoved a black folder across the table. I straightened out, flipping it open.

he exclaims. "Hell yes, I am," Harvey grins, "You like it, don't you?" "I admit," Eden smiles, "That was funny. They were so shocked, their eyeballs almost fell." Before they get to the entrance door, Harvey pulls his wrist and stops him from walking out. "You were right," he says with a gentle voice. "About what?" Eden crosses his arms. "About Jacob and the guys. They only want my money," Harvey chuckles, "Fucking golddiggers."

my father said, looking at me, almost daring me to say something. "Mr. Berlusconi, I've conducted thorough research. It turns out that she no longer has a fiancé. You actually returned the money to him two years ago," Bossman informed me, leaving me even more astonished. "Wait, he did research," I asked myself. "I don't know what you are talking about, Mr. Gravano," my father said without taking his eyes off me. I turned to Bossman, not wanting to look at that prick, and noticed him calling Samuele over. Samuele handed him a file and walked away.

"Money won't save you now." Harvey, leaning against the door frame, spoke for the first time that night: "You suppressed three investigations into influence peddling involving Richard. Three. Hundreds of people were affected. And you continued." The prosecutor looked at Harvey. "You're... you're the guy who was with her. The manipulator." Harvey didn't react. "I was," he replied, calm. "Now I'm something else." Declan lunged forward and buried his knife in the man's chest. The prosecutor fell over the dinner table, knocking over plates. Blood spread across the white tablecloth.

Then, his expression shifts, and a dashing smile spreads across his face as he steps forward. "Hi, I’m Harvey. And you must be Alethea," he says smoothly, stretching out his hand for a firm handshake. I force a polite smile, my instincts immediately telling me that Harvey is the kind of guy who spells trouble—not in a dangerous way, but in a way that could easily leave a woman tangled up in boy trouble. "Yes, I’m Alethea," I replied, shaking his hand. "Nice to meet you, Harvey.” "So, let's get started," Harvey says as he gestures for me to follow him.