Dwight has a bone to pick with Harvey.
This 28-year-old dude, hanging out with a bunch of middle-aged men all day, had become slick as a whistle, buttering up to people in a way that would make you sick to your stomach!
But, he had to listen to his old man, no matter what.
He gestured with a cold, lazy attitude, "Attorney Horgan, your move."
His dad didn't seem to be in a good mood.
Harvey seemed to be a good sport, "Dwight is still young, he needs to experience more! Like cutting his funds and letting him taste the hardship of life, it will also make him realize the importance of striving for a better life."
That hit home for his dad.
So, Stuart made a decision, "Dwight, Harvey is right, you need to take your lumps."
Dwight's shining eyes were fixed on Harvey, gritting his teeth, "Thanks a bunch!"
Harvey cracked a small smile, "No need to thank me!"
He thought, "You're still wet behind the ears!”
On the way back to the hotel.
Neither of them paid attention to the other, clearly there was a rift.
Only when getting out of the car, Dwight leaned on the car door, enthusiastically saying, "Harvey, have fun!"
What kind of man was Harvey?
He had already seen through these words for what they truly meant.
Dwight was trying to screw him over, wanted to drag his name through the dirt!
Harvey, in his best suit, stood under the dim lights, lighting up a cigarette.
He took a deep drag, chuckled, "I will!"
Dwight cracked a small smile.
As soon as he got in the car, he sent out a message, asking someone to give Attorney Horgan a warm welcome.
Harvey stood in front of the hotel, slowly finishing his cigarette.
Then, he dialed 911, reporting that his room had been illegally invaded.
The cops arrived in no time.
Seeing such a handsome gentleman, they became even more polite, "Mr. Horgan."
Harvey put out his cigarette, smiled, and gestured.
The cops followed him in.
The hotel staff, seeing what was happening, got scared and tried to make a call.
Harvey stepped forward and unplugged her phone line.
His deep eyes gazed at her, and with just one look, her legs went weak.
Everyone went upstairs.
The cops brought a recorder, and with a swipe of the key card, a big surprise awaited.
A B-list actress in revealing clothes, lying on Harvey's hotel bed. She heard the door open and thought it was Harvey coming back, so she became even more flirtatious...
But who would have expected it to be the cops!
"Ah..." the woman screamed.
Harvey told the cops, "I want to sue her for illegal intrusion, and for infringing on my mental health. I suspect she's a corporate spy! I'm also suing this hotel!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the hotel manager came over.
He kept apologizing profusely.
The actress also started putting on her clothes, one piece at a time.
She too was crying and apologizing.
In the end, it was settled privately, Harvey received 200,000 as mental damage fees. He was switched to a presidential suite because he was disgusted by the bed that the woman had lain on.
He came from a wealthy family, not some country bumpkin.
He never found himself fawning over actresses.
Who knows which old man these actresses have kissed before?
Harvey had a soft spot for girls like Eloise, clean as a gem, keeping her at home was like having a piece of art, soothing to look at. Even her blushing face, he wanted to tease.
He started missing her.
Harvey took a shower, then lay in bed and called Eloise.
Late at night, all was quiet.
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