Harvey Specter Novels & Stories

I answered and smiled at her. “By the way, I am Tasha, I am the team director here in the CEO’s Office. I am here to give you this, it’s the schedule of Mr. Harrington for the whole week. He just fired his former secretary the other day, so you have a lot of work to do now” She explained. What he fired him? Damn! Mr. Harrington looks like someone whom you cannot mess with. I should really do my job well. I get the tablet from Tasha and thanked her.

She cried inwardly and let out a depressing breathe. Mr. Olive looked at her face and chuckled. " Actually, it's not something to be nervous about. It's just something I think you should know because it's my history. " He replied as he seemed to have noticed the nervous look on Ava's face. He cleared his throat and smiled. " The thing is, I am not like Harvey. You should know him, right? He is a top model and also a CEO of Harvey's brand and design. One of the biggest fashion company in this country and the only heir to Mashatt Conglomerate. The top conglomerate in this country." He explained and his smile turned to a big frown.

"I still don’t know what is it exactly. I want to investigate this matter thoroughly...from the looks of it, you still don’t know these things yet and won’t be able to provide any clues. Then I’ll hang up first." "Alright then...bye!" Alex was still a little dazed after the call because Harvey’s call and what he said were too strange. However, when Alex thought about it carefully, he soon understood Harvey's intention. Harvey had decided to investigate Harrods Corp thoroughly, but knowing that Alex had a good relationship with the Ballantine’s, he did not want to go overboard. However, with Harvey's identity, it was inconvenient for him to directly greet the Ballantine’s, so he was using Ale

…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.

I got in the back with Giovanni and Domenico started the car then, backed out of the parking spot he was parked in, then drove home. The ride home was loud but it was comfortable and I enjoyed it. When we reached home I immediately went to my room and dropped my bags then sat at the end of my bed. I pulled my phone out and went to my contacts then scrolled until I landed on Harvey Specter. I let my finger hover above his name before clicking on it and bringing the phone to my ear and listening to it ring. On the third ring, he picked up. "Whoever this is, it's not funny." He spoke into the phone.

His greed was as disgusting as his crooked face. Steve Harvey, husband to Kathy Clawson, handled finances. Together with Fred, he manipulated the company's financial records and accounts. He was also responsible for constantly cutting into staff pay with excuses of declining company profits which he was responsible for. Outwardly a gentleman but nothing more but a thieving priest in suit.

My target: Sierra’s off-grid shell accounts, the ones she used to funnel dark money, launder bribes, and manipulate boardroom puppets across five continents. “You’re sure we can breach it?” I asked the hacker seated beside me – an old Syndicate loyalist called Specter. “She’s good,” he said, fingers gliding over a half-dozen monitors. “But I’m better. Give me three minutes, and I’ll make her fortune bleed from the inside out.” “You have one.” He smirked. “Understood.” The countdown began. Behind us, Victor stood silently by the door, a ghost of muscle and tension. He hadn’t spoken since the trial. I hadn’t asked him to. We both knew the game we were in now had no script - only survival.

He just waited, his expression neutral. I giggled again — God, I sounded ridiculous — and finally gave him the card. "Sorry, sorry! Just having fun!" He took it without speaking and looked down at it, his face revealing nothing. Meanwhile, I looked at his card while still chomping away on my gum like a cow chewing cud. Niklaus Specter Chief Executive Officer SpecterTech The gum fell out of my mouth. I read it again, certain I'd misread it. SpecterTech.

she said it so matter of factly without any tone but Jared was certain her mother-in-law was not a fan of tardiness. One of the lawyers, Anthony Spencer came in and mentioned that their visitors have arrived. They all sat themselves around the table. The chief legal counsel, Harold Specter was a man in his early fifties with greyish black hair, and piercing blue eyes. He was given the task to read the will, and was seated in the middle of the 18-seater long table. Sitting on his left was the other legal counsel for the Cunards, Anthony Spencer. Taking up a seat away from the head of the table, was Rosalie, and on her right side was Aurora with Jared taking up the seat beside his wife, while

"The Biggest Business Tycoon Thomas Specter finally speaks out about his allegedly being involved in an illegal business." That was on the news headlines. “I can assure you that I have nothing to do with these issues. Probably those people who were spreading these rumors just want attention, nothing to do with their lives. But I don’t hold any grudges toward them; they can do whatever they want. Someday they’ll just get tired and stop spreading this nonsense.” Hyde fixed his gaze at the man on the TV. “But there’s a leaked photo of you together with the illegal smugglers. What can you say about it?” asked someone. The man briefly chuckled.