My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel Chapter 1518

Harvey was the type of person who wouldn't yield to pressure—well, not entirely. It depended on who was applying it.

He gave a faint, mocking smile. "I told you, if you have something to say, just say it directly. Don't try to reminisce. There's nothing for us to talk about."

Finn was at his limit with Harvey. However, he had mentally prepared himself for this. Within a few breaths, he managed to calm down.

"I did come to find you for something. Now, only you can help me." Finn sighed heavily.

After speaking, he seemed to age a few years in an instant, his worn expression making it hard not to feel some sympathy.

Harvey shot him a sharp glance, seeing through the act. He had always thought he was good at pretending. "Help you? What could we possibly help you with?"

"It's just a small thing. First, just tell me if you can do it for me. For example, if I asked you to donate blood, would you help me?" Finn asked, his eyes fixed intently on Harvey.

Harvey raised an eyebrow. "Donate blood?"

He sized Finn up. "Let me guess because you've done so many awful things in the past, now you've gotten some terrible disease like leukemia, and you need one of us to donate bone marrow, right?"

Finn's eyes flickered nervously at the suggestion, and he avoided making much eye contact with Harvey. "No, I'm not sick. Just an example."

"No," Harvey answered decisively.

A father who had disappeared for years, failing to fulfill even the most basic responsibilities of parenthood, was now asking him to overlook the past. Harvey wasn't a saint.