The Supreme Harvey York

Chapter 2376
Right after Harvey left the warehouse, Freya stumbled out of the locker after the terrible
scare had passed.
Unlike her frightened appearance moments ago, she was now calm and collected. It was as if she had regained her past
persona as the Black Widow, who could face everything with cold elegance.
She walked out of the VIP room swiftly and dialed a number, all the while blending into the
chaos.
“It’s me, Master Flynn. I’m at Las Vegas International Airport. Just as you’ve predicted, Harvey went up against the Yates family,”
Freya reported quietly after the call got through.
“Your plan worked!”
“I figured that Harvey should be dead by now.”
“Faye? Didn’t I tell you to not call me directly?”
Matthew’s deep voice echoed from the other
side of the phone.
“Who gave you the permission to do so?!”
Freya’s voice trembled slightly, but she quickly regained her calm.
“I’m just very glad, Master Flynn. I only wanted to congratulate you for your success!”
“Even if he’s not dead, he’ll have to stay behind
bars for a couple of years.”
“After all, Las Vegas isn’t Country H. Harvey’s influence doesn’t work here!”
“You might need to collaborate with a few other government officials in Las Vegas to suppress him, Master Flynn. And then...”

Bang!
Before Freya could finish her sentence, she
shook. Suddenly, a sharp pain struck her stomach.
A woman stood not far away. She wrapped the firearm she had used on Freya and threw it in the trash, expressionless.
She then mimed slitting her throat with her thumb in front of Freya.
Freya instinctively looked at the wound on her stomach, shocked beyond anything.
“M-Matt...” she whimpered subconsciously.
She fell to the ground, paralyzed, before drawing her last breath.
At the same time, inside the presidential suite of
Red Sky Casino-Palace...
Harrison threw a stack of documents on the table while quietly mumbling, “So it’s him. No wonder he seemed familiar... I was
wondering where I’ve seen him before!”
“He’s the one who ruined Third and Fourth Master Yates’ lives!”
“No wonder he wasn’t scared when he went up against my family and challenged me in public!”
“He even got someone to detain St. Hope and confiscate billions of dollars worth of gambling money from us! Goddamnit!”
Harrison’s face was filled with cold wrath. Harvey’s true identity and strength scared him witless, but remembering the slaps
Harvey had given him was enough to muster his bottomless
hate.
As the candidate of the Yates family’s new
prince, and the top talent of America...
Harrison was of course arrogant and conceited. Only he had the right to slap others! No one else had the right to do it to him!

Harvey’s actions made Harrison seethe with
anger.
Despite his anger and hate, people of his caliber could take as long as ten years just to exact his revenge on someone like
Harvey.
Everything must be planned perfectly behind the scenes, so he could win without even getting close to Harvey
It would be a stupid decision for him to stay and take revenge all by himself.
After suffering great losses, Harrison only hoped that he could deal the final blow the next time he took action.
Because of what happened on St. Hope, even Harrison had been called in for questioning.
If it weren’t for his green card, he would’ve been arrested and put behind bars, just like what happened to Christian.
As Harrison analyzed his plans, he started to realize why Harvey was terrifyingly hard to deal with.
A mere foreigner completely dominating both
Las Vegas and Hong Kong, while constantly disrespecting these princes and young masters, was no ordinary man.