The Supreme Harvey York

Chapter 2319
“Everything seems to be fine after I went to Las Vegas and Hong Kong, but now, we‘ve gathered one important piece of
information...”
“These people would come for my close ones just to kill me.”
“Right now, Mandy‘s their best target.”
“I need to give them the wrong impression. They need to know that I‘m scared.”
“They‘ll start to think that I was forced to divorce Mandy. They’ll even think that there‘s a huge gap between us after what
happened in Las Vegas and Hong Kong. I‘m sure everyone who‘s targeting me will be very happy to hear this,
no?”
“Only then will the cracks in Las Vegas and Hong Kong start to show...”
Tyson froze.
“I get it now. But, about Mordu...” Tyson began quietly.
“Give Ethan a call. Tell me that he‘s in charge of the Zimmer family‘s safety.”
“He‘s a God of War. He should be able to deal with something this small,” Harvey explained.
“Another thing. Get me a visiting card.”
“I‘ll go see Las Vegas‘ first–in–command, Paul Mendoza himself, tomorrow.”
Twelve at midnight, inside Fortune Warehouse.
This place had years worth of history, but it had already gone out of business dozens of years ago due to the location of its
establishment.
After Old Marshall, the one in charge of the warehouse passed away a few months ago, nobody stopped by. There were even
rumors of the place being haunted.

In the dead of night, a few vans with Las Vegas, Hong Kong, and Country H licenses parked in front of the warehouse. The
doors of the vehicles opened.
A dozen burly men in suits hurried out. They showed full alertness of their surroundings, their faces cold. They were clearly
trained men.
They quickly spread out according to a specific rhythm, focusing on their tasks at hand.
Just then, a man with a square face led the group of burly men forward. He waved his hand before kicking down the warehouse
door.
Bang!
The warehouse was dimly lit. Panicked whimpers sounded from deeper inside.
Lilian sat there, bound and blindfolded.
She was handcuffed, lying on an old and worn mattress. All of her limbs were locked tight, and they looked to be in pain.
The man with a square face walked forward, his face expressionless. He yanked out the cloth that was stuffed in Lilian‘s mouth.
“Don‘t kill me! Don‘t kill me, please!”
“My name is Lilian Yates! My daughter‘s the head of the ninth branch in the Jean family! Just ask if you want money! She‘ll give it
to you!”
“As long as you let me live, you can have as much money as you want!”
Lilian, who loved her life as much as she loved money, was fine with sacrificing her wealth if it
meant regaining her freedom.
“Do you really have that much money?” The man asked calmly at Lilian‘s panicked outburst.
“I don‘t, but my daughter does!”
Lilian‘s overbearing attitude was nowhere to be seen. She was desperately trying to please her

captors.
“Please, just let me go!”
“If you do, you can have even billions of dollars!”
“I don‘t know what you people do, but with this money, you can all run free! You can do as you please wherever you want!”
“I don‘t even know what you look like! I don‘t even know where to look for revenge after you let me go! You don‘t have to worry
about a thing!”
“B–but if you kill me, my daughter will stop at
nothing to find you! Even if you‘re not scared of her, you should at least be fearful of the Jean family behind her! R–right?”
“That‘s one of the top ten families, after all!”
Now that she was involved in a life–and–death situation, Lilian‘s mind was as clear as day. She alternated between bribes and
threats, trying her best to appeal to them.