Let Me Go, Mr. Harvey

“If he finds out about me, given his nature, he’ll never let it go! I’m giving you two options now: one, blow the whistle on the Harvey Group conducting human experiments; two, oust James from his current position. It’s your choice.”

Harvey family are ruthless masters who eat flesh without spitting out bones, and ousting James from his position as president and chairman and replacing him with someone else would not benefit her at all.

If the story of the human experimentation broke, the Harvey family would be finished, or it wouldn’t do her any good at all.

Ela didn’t want to choose either option and hastened to say, “Take it easy. james is my own grandson and I know him well. he’s a workaholic and would never give up …… for a woman.”

The person on the other end of the phone interrupted her furiously, “He has now given word that he can split all his shares with those in the Harvey family as long as the rest of them don’t hold him back from putting the Smith family out of business.”

“And, if any of them can find out who I am, he’ll give that man everything he has in his hands! He’s mad as hell now!”

Ela didn’t know about all this yet, and upon hearing this, her whole body froze.

Is this what James wants to do to avenge Angela’s death?

Is he crazy?

“Since you don’t make a choice, well, I’ll choose for you!” At this point, the man opposite continued.

“You listen to me first …… beep beep beep.”

Ela tried to persuade the person on the other side, but as soon as she opened her mouth, they had already hung up. She was so desperate that she immediately called the man, but after calling several times in a row, no one answered.

“What to do?”

Ela looked at her phone screen in panic, whatever the man did was tantamount to a death sentence for her.

No, she can’t just sit there and wait for it to happen!

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A few days have passed in the blink of an eye, but instead of going bust as James had planned, the Smith Group has taken on a major government project and is likely to recover gradually in the future.

James contacted the bank presidents who had lent money to Smith Group and asked them what was going on and why they had suddenly repaid the Smith Group properties that had been blocked and delayed the repayment by three months.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Three months is nothing for the average person, but it’s enough to bring a company with some substance like Smith Group back from the dead.

A few of the governors used various reasons to avoid it at first, but in the end they couldn’t avoid it and had to see him.

“Mr. James, it’s not in my control either, there was a special call from the head office saying that the collection period has to be postponed. And the interest doesn’t have to be paid out as per the default period, it just needs to be calculated at normal interest.”

“The exact reason is not very clear to me. The reason given by the head office side is that the sudden bankruptcy of a listed company like Smith Group will cause dissatisfaction among ordinary shareholders, and it will cause certain losses to the local revenue of B City as well as the market.”

“If you have to ask what’s going on, all I can say is that someone upstairs is protecting the Smith Group, but I’m not sure who it is, and there’s no clear word from headquarters. It’s also possible that they’re not sure exactly who it is.”

There were no operational problems with the Smith Group, but rather a series of reactions arising from the collapse of the financial chain as a result of the Chante Group’s scheme.

If the banks stop putting pressure on the Smith Group and give it a helping hand with funding, it would not be a big problem for the Smith Group to get back up and running.

But this was no longer a planned economy and the Smith family had caused so much anger that the government should not have intervened.

But now that the government side has stepped in and is giving the Smith family a lot of help, that can only mean that someone big is protecting the Smith family.

And in all likelihood, this big shot is the same person who put James in jail.

“The funeral will be starting soon, don’t drink.” Greyson came over and snatched the bottle out of James’ hand and handed him another bowl of soup, “Sobriety soup, drink it.”

James is wearing the same clothes he wore a few days ago, bearded, bloodshot eyes and smelling of alcohol, like a scruffy bum.

He looked at the bottle, didn’t grab it back as usual, but didn’t drink the sober soup either and pushed it away.

Greyson didn’t push him, handing the sobriety soup to the maid behind him and saying to him, “Come on.”

“Hmm.” James responded in a hoarse voice, stumbling beside him.

It was already Angela’s funeral, yet he still felt that her death felt like a nightmare. When the dream woke up, she was still beside him, calling out to him faintly, “James.”

Greyson is not as disoriented as he is, but he looks tired, not much better than he does.

The funeral was full of people, not as many as at Mr. Lawson’s funeral and not as powerful as those who were there. But the one thing that was the same was that all those who came to the funeral were just as happy and smiling, using it as a social occasion to expand their networks.

There are few people like Raya who are genuinely upset about Angela’s death.

James had lived for more than 20 years and had long been aware of the temperament of these people, but when he really saw these people smiling at Angela’s funeral, his anger was still spreading like a raging fire.

The Pearson family, the Delia family and the Brown family are also invited as part of the B City’s oldest family.

When James arrived, Felix looked at him for a while before recognising the woebegone man as his nemesis.

He deliberately provoked James by turning his head and saying to Salim beside him, “Why did Angela just die? To be honest, I almost had sex with her a couple of times at Dream Club, it was a shame, I wanted to get a taste of her, but she just died ……”

Bang!

James walked over to him with an expressionless face and slammed his fist into his face.

The punch was so powerful that Felix staggered a few times before he could barely stand. He was about to curse when a kick came and he fell straight to the ground with a fiery pain in his stomach.

Felix looked up and met James’ bloodshot eyes, beady, cold and chilled, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

He subconsciously tried to beg for mercy as he always did, but before he could speak, James picked up a vase of flowers from the side and smashed it directly into his head.

A wave of pain came through and warm blood ran down his cheek.

James, however, had no intention of stopping, and with a grim look on his face he swung the vase and smashed it down again.

There was a scream all around, and those who had come to the funeral had long since lost their talkative airs and were standing back, far away.

“Come on, if you keep fighting he’s going to get fucking killed!” Luna was entertaining the guests while Greyson kept a close eye on James, just in case he messed up.

Seeing this, he rushed forward and pulled James away.