Steve Harvey Sacrifice Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

“I knew it. I knew you still cared about me.” I frowned and asked what happened. Mr. Spencer gave me a bitter smile. “Suicide attempt. She swallowed a whole bottle of sleeping pills.” Hailey looked at me with welled-up eyes and pleaded, “Troy, stop being angry, okay? Forgive me just this once. I’ll behave from now on!” “Do you really want me dead?” She waited anxiously for my answer. I pondered for a moment and said to her, “Hailey, I truly loved you once, more than my own life. The deeper that love was, the harder your betrayal cut. You didn’t even give me basic respect. So, this is where it ends!”

I had envisioned our future together a thousand different ways, but I never thought our once-passionate love would end in such a tragedy. Chloe shrank into a corner, utterly terrified by what she had just witnessed. Once the police left, she retreated to the welcoming party with the baby in her arms, trying to blend into the crowd and hide. "Ms. Bright, now that all the unpleasant distractions have been taken care of, shall we start a new life?" Ethan whispered a reminder in my ear. Before I could respond, he stepped forward to open the doors to the awards gala. Thunderous applause erupted within the ballroom as I walked up to the stage under the watchful eyes of the crowd to claim my trophy

I shut my laptop and stood up, heading straight for the general manager's office. Pushing the door open, I found Harvey on his phone, bragging nonstop, "Oh, Mr. Cameron Steele, Harbor Tech just had to fight us for that 500-million-dollar deal with Garner Group, didn't you? Well, now we've got it locked down, and all your early efforts have gone right down the drain. "Honestly, you should've just bowed out gracefully from the start and saved yourself all that trouble. But hey, I knew what I was doing—I put our star employee Bruce on it, and the moment he took over, it was as good as done."

I explain, and Zayn takes a step away from me, causing my hold on his arm to drop. “And you and I know about the policies of the truce all too well,” Harvey says to Zayn. “If one enters into the other territory unannounced, they risk a war. Or the ones who broke the truce are plagued with a gruesome death.” “Please…” I beg Harvey, but he ignores me. “But I’m a just man, and mercy is something that I have grown fond of. So I do have another option.” Harvey adds. “No,” Zayn doesn't even wait to hear what Harvey has to say.

he says quietly, “I heard what happened. Don’t worry, I won’t provoke him. Not today.” I look up at him, searching for the innocence I still want him to hold, but instead I see the same stubbornness in his jaw, the same fire I see in Micah. My stomach knots. “Harvey, you don’t need to push him. Don’t fan the flames. He’s volatile, and I don’t want you taking the bait. This isn’t a fight for you yet.” Harvey shakes his head, stepping closer. “I won’t step down for someone born from betrayal. This is my right, my position. And I’ll defend it if I have to.”

Harvey stood frozen, muttering, "How could this happen? This isn't right… This can't be right…" He was completely floored by the news as he had invested everything he had, even borrowing money and convincing the Stevens family to contribute their savings. He had planned to pay them back a token amount from the payout money and keep the lion's share for himself. Yet, he was in an even worse financial position than before. For a fleeting moment, Harvey genuinely thought about just ending it all.

Yet the cries did not dissipate. “I would very much appreciate it if the drama will end here and the mystery will be solved within this hour—” A series of embers danced in his fingertips as he lifted it for everyone to see. “Please,” he added. Begged. I stood, willing to ‘sacrifice’ myself that it was me since I was technically been marked by Hearteaters by birth. Every time I see the fuming expression of my fiancé, it saddens me and makes my heart skip a beat.

"I know you still have doubts about me. About how much I knew in the past. But if you go… I'll prove that I'm on your side. Truly. Even if it means letting you choose your own sacrifice." I felt my chest tighten. "And why would you do that?" Harvey answered without hesitation: "Because I love you. And because I finally understood that loving you isn't about controlling you. It's about being by your side, even when the only way to protect you is to let you go." I closed my eyes. "If I go… do you swear you'll bring everyone back safe? Including Maeve?" "I swear," he said. "And I swear I'll get you out of there. Even if I have to burn that whole castle down."