Her Rebirth of Retribution
Chapter 249 Harvey Arrived

"I need to see him!" Owen's roar was shattered by the wind. It was clear that, under the scrutiny of so many people, he was on the verge of mental collapse.

"Why hasn't Mr. Wolford arrived yet? He wouldn't really disregard the life or death of his own daughter, would he?" In the midst of the storm, the reporter carefully shielded his equipment while grumbling.

"It wasn't necessarily certain that she was his daughter. Perhaps his absence was because he doubted she was his daughter?" Someone voiced a small doubt.

"How could that be?" His colleague gave him a glance. "This news came from the Fairchild family. This Quincy was originally thought to be a child of the Stafford family. However, a few days ago, it was revealed that she's not of the Stafford family but rather from the Wolford family. It's no secret that Harvey has fertility issues. If the Fairchild family released the DNA test report, they must be confident!"

"True, Mr. Kallum isn't the type to act without thinking..."

Sounds of that nature were drowned out in the bustling crowd. The bridge had been engulfed by a sea of people and vehicles, causing a massive traffic jam. However, even the negotiation expert was helpless in the face of the kidnapper, who was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

Harvey arrived at that very moment.

He had no choice but to come. He could deny that Quincy was his child, but due to his medical condition, many hospitals had samples of his blood. For the Fairchild family, bribing the hospitals was not a difficult task. Moreover, the Fairchild family had already produced a blood test report. If he didn't show up, he would only face even worse consequences.

"He's here," Calista said, a hint of excitement in her voice. She sat in the car, watching as the crowd parted to form a small pathway. Through it, Harvey emerged.

Upon seeing the swarm of reporters still present, Harvey grimaced. He barked at the police, "What are you guys doing? Just sitting around and doing nothing? There's a crowd of reporters blocking the way, and you're not doing anything?" The leading officer subtly declared with a serious expression, "This matter... It's from higher up."

In other words, the officer was saying that Harvey had offended someone he shouldn't have, so he shouldn't take it out on them.

Harvey hadn't anticipated the Fairchild family would go to such lengths. At that moment, he truly wanted to curse out loud, but he couldn't. He wasn't even sure he could stand against the Fairchild family in Summerbank, let alone in Horington.

With that thought, Harvey found himself growing increasingly agitated, struggling to catch his breath. He tugged at his tie, a dark thought crossing his mind. If only that d*mn kidnapper had perished with Quincy, that would have been the best solution... However, I doubt that the matter will go away even if Quincy is dead.

Harvey was engulfed by despair. At that moment, he deeply regretted provoking Kallum. If he could turn back time, he would never have taken advantage of Kallum's vulnerable moment when Sterling attacked him. Instead of kicking Kallum when he was down, Harvey thought he should've accepted his losses after Sterling's death and worked on rebuilding his relationship with Kallum.

His mind was a jumbled mess, yet he found himself steadily moving to the forefront.

"Mr. Harvey!" Quincy's voice was hoarse from crying. She didn't seem to be pretending. Harvey couldn't help but wonder if Quincy was truly unaware and was perhaps just an innocent caught up in someone else's hatred toward him. There's no way this is a coincidence. Harvey scoffed inwardly. No matter how furious or exhausted he felt inside, he couldn't let any of it show.

"I'm here now. If you need something, just come to me. Why kidnap her?" As Harvey finally arrived, everyone quieted down. To be honest, that wasn't a matter the policemen and reporters could get involved in. They were merely bystanders.

Quincy wanted to say something more, but Owen covered her mouth before she could.

Owen had been waiting for a long time, and when he finally saw Harvey arrive, he surprisingly burst into tears! His face was a mix of rain and tears, his tense body slightly trembling under the wild wind and bridge lights. In contrast to Harvey's somewhat cold gaze, he appeared somewhat pitiful. "You finally decided to show up! A whole year has passed, and despite all my efforts, I couldn't see you. Harvey, you're something else, aren't you? To think you have the audacity to come see me now..."

Under the scrutinizing gaze of a group of journalists, Harvey was not in the mood to engage in much conversation because he had recalled who Owen was. As such he knew that if Owen continued to ramble on, the situation would undoubtedly escalate. "Enough! I was the one who wronged you in the past. What do you want? Money? I can give it to you. Release... Release my daughter!"

Owen could clearly hear the impatience in Harvey's voice. Aside from his tears, Owen also gritted his teeth. "Even if I have your daughter, you still refuse to admit your mistakes? I don't want anything else. I just want you to confess your crimes!"

His voice was getting louder and

louder! "I've always been a

law-abiding businessman. I never imagined that you chartered my ship. to smuggle weapons! After the incident, you pinned everything

me. If it weren't for the lack of

evidence, I'd still be in jail. Howe

the arms dealers didn't get paid, and the goods were seized by the police, so they all came after me. My wife took our child and fled, and my parents are dead! All my assets were confiscated, and in the end, I was left with a mountain of debt! I'm on the verge of being driven to my grave! Yet, you wouldn't even meet me..."

His voice choked with emotion, yet his grip on Quincy's hand didn't loosen in the slightest. "What do you think I want? Money? Can money buy life? I don't want anything. All I want is for you to kneel down and admit your mistakes! Kneel to me now!"