The Supreme Harvey York

“How shameful can you get?!”
“Is the Zimmer family not caring for you enough or something?!”
“How dare you even try to steal Mandy Zimmer’s money?!”
“What are you even planning to do with it? Take care of your little mistress?”
Alma John’s words were filled with utter disgust. She believed that Harvey York was no better than a lowly beggar or a common
thief.
All the workers and customers were constantly nodding their heads in unison, thinking that the live-in son-in-law had truly
crossed the line.
“Are you done?”
Harvey showed a calm expression.
“Step aside when you’re done! Stop interfering with my business!”
If Alma were not a woman, Harvey would have slapped her aside by then.
“Let me warn you, you kept man!”
“I’m giving you three days!”
“By then, you better leave Mandy!”
“If you’re still getting about getting remarried...”
“Then I suggest you give up that thought right now!”
“You have no right to defile a woman like her!”
Alma was showing an arrogant look while she bossed Harvey around.
She was coldly pointing her nose right at Harvey at this moment.
“My brother’s almost out of the hospital!”

“You’re finished if he sees you clinging to Mandy then!”
Harvey could not even be bothered to talk to Alma anymore. He quickly walked to the counter before handing over his Black
Card.
“Check if the money’s in there.”
Bam!
Even before Harvey was done talking, Alma quickly rushed over and snatched the card.
Then, she let out a cold chuckle.
“I’m the deputy manager here! I’ll take a look at your so- called bank card!”
“Huh? A Black Card?”
Alma trembled after seeing the cold hard card in her hands.
Typically speaking, people with a Black Card either had immensely high status or a lot of money.
“Wait! The card has your name on it?!”
“Impossible! People like you can’t have something like this!”
Alma was filled with utter disbelief.
“This card’s fake!”
Alma knew Mandy treated Harvey well, but at least a 1.5 million dollar cash flow was required to make the Black Card.
Even if she had this much money, she would not get a card like this for her ex-live-in husband.
After all, she had her own problems with money to fix. She would not spend all this effort just to care for a loser like this.
At this moment, Alma undoubtedly believed that the card was fake...
But she took a closer look.

The quality, signature, and size of the card were all authentic.
Her professional instincts told her that the Black Card was genuine.
After hearing those words, the crowd all looked over before they started gossiping.
“The card’s real,” replied Harvey calmly.
“Where did you get this?!”
Alma held the card in her hand as she fiercely glared at Harvey.
“Did you steal Mandy’s money and register for the card on your own?!”
“I’m giving you one chance!”
“Answer me!”
“If you don’t, I’ll call the cops right now!”
In Alma’s mind, the money was definitely not Harvey’s, even if the card was genuine.
The crowd quickly gathered around.
They were continuously running their mouths after hearing about a live-in son-in-law with a Black Card, saying he got it through
underhanded tricks.