"This is my firm. You don't get to call the shots." Jessica looks him down, her gaze piercing.
"The only reason you're here is because I told you about Hardman! Because I got him out!" Harvey exclaims, exasperated. "I'm right and you know it."
"Well, it doesn't matter. Because it is still my name on that goddamn wall." She points to herself.
"Fine, run your goddamn firm." Harvey dictated, his voice calmer, but his anger over the breaking point.
He walks out the door, not caring about the curious glances others are throwing at him.
He goes home and packs a bag, and takes the next flight to Chicago.
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PENTHOUSE | Harvey Specter
Fanfiction"You don't get it, Harvey! You live in the penthouse and I'm just another one of the people not on your level." OR In which Harvey takes a break from Manhattan and finds more than just peace. [Non-canon compliant; takes place somewhere within Post...
