Chapter 420 Here To Raise Hell

• "You—" Harvey sputtered, the rest of his retort snagging in his throat.
• Harvey's face darkened to the color of a summer storm cloud. He barreled across the marble floor in a rage so thick it seemed to ripple the air, every step radiating an arrogance that dared the world to move.
• "You damned, pampered pretty boy! How dare you disrespect me? Do you have any idea who I am? Back in Yorksland, snuffing out a useless whelp like you is as easy as crushing an ant."