Harvey York’s Rise to Power

Chapter 5467
On the next day, twelve o’clock at noon.
Harvey went to the Golden Sands Hotel. He looked at the antique-looking renovations, thinking that it was quite a coincidence to come back here so often.
That said, Harvey preferred the bustling sight of the place, not the entire place completely booked again.
Blaine was still the one who booked it, and he was still waiting inside the VIP room.
Westley got someone to ask Harvey to meet up, but Harvey simply refused. Blaine had to make the call for this all to happen.
After arriving at a spacious room, Harvey casually looked inside to find a middle-aged man in a robe sitting beside Blaine.
The man had a stern expression and a square face; he looked as if he was in his fifties, yet he had such a dignified aura that people feared and respected. He was playing with a turquoise carving. The turquoise had completely turned green; it was clearly something invaluable.

Harvey saw the item in an auction, and it cost thousands of dollars at least. An ordinary person wouldn’t be able to obtain such an item, even after working their entire lives.
It was clear the man was not an ordinary Joe. If he was, he’d have no right to sit beside Blaine.
The man became more prideful when he felt Harvey's gaze.
He casually sipped his tea, completely ignoring Harvey in the process.
After seeing his arrogant expression, Harvey squinted at Blaine and chuckled.
“I’m not really interested in your assassination attempt anymore, Young Master John. Still, I’m curious as to how you managed to swallow your pride and invite me out here again.’’
Blaine’s eyes twitched. He smiled.
“I heard about you getting attacked by the Islanders, Sir York.
Looks like they’re getting bold enough to do whatever they please in Country H!
“Don't worry, I’ll get the government to look into this when my father finally rises to power!
“I’ll make sure to give you an explanation about this, and maintain peace in the city!"
Seeing Blaine looking as if the situation had nothing to do with him, Harvey curved his lips before raising his thumb.
In Harvey’s eyes, in terms of shamelessness and tolerance, not a single young master or prince could compare themselves to Blaine.
Who knew if Blaine thought of himself as righteous or scheming?