Chapter 113

“I just don’t want someone twisting the truth and taking credit for another person’s hard work,” Andrew said calmly.

Harvey shook his head with a wry smile. “Andrew, your bias against me keeps growing, and I don’t even know what I did to offend you.” He pulled out his phone, showing Christina, Irene, and the others his call history. “Look, I called Mr. Thatcher an hour ago. Here’s the proof.”

“Now, what do you have to say for yourself?” Irene shouted at Andrew.

Leroy smirked. “Mr. Thatcher obviously came to help because of Harvey’s call. Andrew, stop trying to compete with Harvey—he’s out of your league.”

Harvey sighed dramatically. “Actually, I didn’t just call Mr. Thatcher. I also had our family connections ready, along with several other powerful allies. I could have had people here in minutes if Christie needed them.”

“Harvey, you’re absolutely incredible!” Leroy exclaimed, giving him a thumbs-up.

Andrew shook his head, amazed at how the Stevens family could construct such an elaborate narrative from a simple phone record. Without him, they wouldn't have stood a chance against Nelson. Mark was too experienced for such a simple explanation. He probably knew about Nelson's shady dealings but had no reason to act. Yet, they believed Mark would have taken down one of his own men out of some sense of justice. Politicians like Mark were experts at weighing their options. To him, sacrificing Nelson was a small price to keep Andrew appeased.

Christina invited Andrew again, though her warmth had cooled considerably. “Mr. Lloyd, please join us for dinner. Besides showing our gratitude, I have some business matters to discuss with you.” Her tone had become noticeably more formal.

“We should definitely treat Andrew to dinner,” Harvey remarked earnestly. “Christie, let me handle this—it’s my treat.”

Soon, they arrived at an upscale private restaurant. Irene commented, “Harvey, this place looks expensive.”

Harvey chuckled. “Don’t worry, Mrs. Stevens. The important thing is that we enjoy ourselves. Money’s no object.”

“Christie, why don’t you all go ahead and order? I’d like to chat with Andrew and get to know him better.”

Irene rolled her eyes and muttered sarcastically, “Harvey’s truly perfect. Someone could learn from his example.”

Harvey’s smile vanished as soon as the Stevens family left, replaced by a sinister expression. “Listen here, Andrew. If you mess this up for me, I have a thousand ways to end you. Don’t think being Mr. Thatcher’s new favorite means you can interfere with my plans. I’ve put up with you stealing what should have been mine for far too long!” His face was contorted with anger, all pretense gone.

Andrew remained perfectly calm. “Is that a threat?”