Harvey Specter Novels & Stories

"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.

After that come senior appraiser, ace appraiser, and finally Hall of Fame. There were only two Hall of Fame appraisers on the entire forum. One was Samuel Prescott. The other was supposedly one of the forum’s founders. Their profile picture was a yellow star. Their username was simple—a single period. Even Vincent Wells was only ranked as an ace appraiser. There still weren’t that many people in Stella’s stream. After a brief argument and an impromptu history lesson for the newcomers, the chat gradually quieted down again. Before long, someone noticed Stella hadn’t said anything for quite a while.

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.

I’d told Harley last night I couldn’t pin it down, but it was there, like a whisper I couldn’t quite hear. The SPLINTX deal was a triumph, no question. LOTEX was poised to dominate the European market, and I should’ve been basking in it. Instead, I was distracted by her. The way her dress hugged her curves, the memory of her body pressed against mine in the suite this morning, her moans echoing in my head. She was trouble, and I fucking loved it. But trouble had a price, and I wasn’t sure I was ready to pay it. “Bruce, you gonna eat or just stare at your secretary all day?” Harvey’s voice jolted me, his smirk barely hiding his irritation. He cut into his steak, shaking his head. “We just clo

He had been observing the exchange and got more and more confused in what is happening. "What stalker Dad?" Athena is confused. "That Harvey guy, didn't you realized that an average guy wouldn't pulled out those alibis to know you? What more with a successful businesman who has close contact with the Blackburn." Jonathan said. "Umm hmm... You mean to say Robert Harvey? Uncle Jon." Theodore asked jonathan. "Yes! Maybe, I don't know. I haven't meet the guy. Maybe he is the one who orchestrated to exterminate me." Athena and Morgana exchange look. While Theo and Zachary looking amuse and Alistair holds up his hands in total surrender.

He teased, "Christie, don't tell me you've come to your senses and decided to crawl back to me. If that's the case, I might be willing to give you another chance. Bring Stevens Corporation under my name, and I'll make sure your family is set for life." Christina shot him with a look of pure disgust. "Harvey, you're nothing but a perverted scumbag who sleeps with his own stepmother. Just hearing your voice makes my skin crawl!" Harvey's smirk instantly darkened, his jaw tightening. "If you're not here to beg, then what the hell do you want, you bitch? Whatever it is, I don't have time for it. But don't worry—once I'm done with my business, I'll make sure to crush the Stevens family properly."

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."

“Harvey Cross.” Ethan frowned. “Harvey’s a former partner. We cut ties years ago.” “Not according to these files,” Elena said, turning the screen toward us. “He’s been working with Damian for months, feeding him information about your company’s vulnerabilities.” I stepped closer, studying the screen. “If Harvey’s involved, he’ll know Damian’s next move.” Ethan nodded. “Then we need to find him.” Harvey wasn’t hard to track down. He was staying in a luxury hotel downtown, no doubt funded by Damian’s dirty money.

She turned, stunned, and stared at Harvey in disbelief. Was Theodore's speech folder really swapped out because of Harvey? But how could Harvey stoop so low? He had bribed a Joss Tech employee to swap the folder—yet still dared to meet with the guy inside the company building? And he actually went and did it right under a security camera? Niamh's face paled as she looked at Harvey in growing panic. But the man being publicly exposed sat calmly in his seat, completely unbothered. It was like the man caught on camera colluding with a Joss Tech employee wasn't him at all.

Within ten minutes, Maison managed to find out the name of the man Victoria was having dinner with, and he was a lawyer who worked at the Spector and Mitz Law Firm, and was one of the firm's partners, Harvey Spector. Jackson had a name on his face now. He knew the man, as Harvey was famous in legal circles for being an extremely competent lawyer, but he was just a lawyer who made a lot of money, and Jackson was confident that he could make Victoria give in to him eventually. Now... he was going to pay Lara and Enzo a visit.