Chapter 227  After all, Kane was not someone Francesca or Lauren could deal with.  Harvey said smugly, “Fran, I bet you day would come when Andrew would never thought the be entirely under my thumb.  “For so long, you and Lauren–Jayrodale’s two leading beauties–have been hanging around with that guy. As your senior, I’ve warned you countless times, but you girls just won’t listen, will you?”  He  e grinned and added with disdain, “Tell you what, why don’t you go get Andrew and have him crawl over here and lick my boots? If he does a good enough job, I might just consider sparing him for now.”  ”  Francesca clenched her fists, disgusted by the sight of Harvey’s audacity. She said coldly, Harvey, you’re supposed to be the golden boy of Jayrodale, born into a prominent family. But for as long as I can remember, you’ve always been the one picking fights with Andrew. Now that you can’t beat him, you’ve brought your family muscle to settle the score.”  She scoffed. “Do you actually think that makes you look honorable? Let’s be real–you’re just riding on your dad’s coattails. Without him, you’d be the one groveling on the floor.”  Harvey’s expression darkened immediately. He snapped, “The Weller family has countless experts at its disposal. Why shouldn’t I use them? That loser Andrew just got lucky a few times and knows how to charm women. Beyond that, there’s nothing extraordinary about him!”  A calm but sharp voice cut through the tension from the doorway. “That’s rich coming from you, Harvey. You’re a special breed indeed, never learning your lessons and keep coming back for more.”  Just then, Andrew walked in with Christina beside him.  Harvey immediately turned to look, and the sight of Christina draped in Andrew’s jacket made his blood boil with jealousy and rage.  “You bitch!” Harvey shouted, his voice trembling with fury. “I’ve bent over backward for you, and you wouldn’t even let me touch your hand. But this loser–this pathetic nobody–sows you a little kindness, and you fall into his arms? Have you no shame?”  Harvey’s frustration reached its peak, his mind swirling with bitter thoughts. He had tried everything to win Christina over, only to fail time and time again.  Yet, Andrew could effortlessly have his way with Christina.  The way she blushed as she stood beside Andrew and the clothes on her only fueled Harvey’s paranoia, and he could not help but think the two had a quick rendezvous moments ago.  Christina remained calm, her voice icy. “Harvey, your thoughts are as vile as your actions. There’s nothing between Andrew and me. And even if there were, it wouldn’t have anything to  Chapter 227  do with you anymore.  Harvey’s face twisted with rage, and he stepped forward, fists clenched. However, Kane’s stern warning echoed in his mind, pulling him back from the brink.  He was here to apologize and win Christina’s trust, not to lose control and push her further away. Taking a deep breath, Harvey forced himself to relax.  He flashed a smile, though his heart seethed with resentment.  “Christie,” he said, his tone softening. “I didn’t come here to argue. I came to apologize. I’ve made mistakes–big ones–and I want to make it right. From now on, I’ll do whatever you say and never go against your wishes again.