"Yeah, we don't. And where's your hero now?" Sage's tone dripped with mockery, his words a taunting jeer.This was when Henry came to Irene's mind. She figured he must have left the place by now since he had no reason to wait for her. She felt like she was a burden to him, to the point that he suspected her of something she didn't even know about!"What's wrong? What are you thinking about? Did he dump you?" Sage mockingly remarked as pushed her on her shoulder. His face contorted into a sly, self-satisfied smirk.She felt the urge to deliver a resounding slap to his face, but she couldn't understand why fear held her back. She realized that she wasn't strong enough to overcome the trauma he had put her through."What?" He chuckled disdainfully. "You can't do it? You weakling!" This time around, he pushed her so hard that she stumbled and crashed to the ground. Pain shot through her, and she winced.Kneeling down to her level, Sage sneered, his voice dripping with scorn. "First, you

What the heck was happening???Fear rushed through his body as he realized he was trapped, with the vehicles forming barriers that blocked any chance of escape. His heart pounded in his chest as he scanned the faces of the drivers and passengers in the surrounding cars. Some wore expressions of anger and hostility, while others seemed eerily calm, their eyes fixed on him. Questions swirled in Henry's mind. Who were these people? What did they want from him? As if in response to his questions, a figure emerged from one of the cars surrounding him. It was a man, tall and imposing, dressed in a sharp suit that spoke of power and influence. He seemed like a boss of some shady group. Hold up, he could probably recall him.He was Finn Mu, the owner of a deadly mercenary that gets hired to do such shady business. They called themselves the Greenhill Terrors and were always getting into problems with the White Group. Before he could make sense of the situation, the man's voice boomed,

Henry stood there, his eyes wide with disbelief. Was he seeing things, or was this a dream? How could Simon be standing before him?He was definitely sure that Simon had been captured, and they planned to extract information from him about his boss by any means necessary.Now how was he here?"Why are you so surprised to see me? That expression on your face doesn't suit you," Simon sneered, his hands casually tucked into his pockets."Why don't you just respectfully die and spare me the trouble of wanting to kill you, huh?" Simon mockingly taunted, causing Henry to scoff in response."I can see it now, you managed to escape," Henry muttered, his tone laced with incredulity."Escape? From where, exactly?" Simon inquired, a smile playing on his lips. Henry was skeptical; he knew for sure that Simon was held captive by his family's soldiers. Yet, here he stood in front of him, and Henry couldn't understand how he had managed to break free."Don't worry yourself too much, Henry. You'll

Henry furrowed his brow in confusion, unable to grasp the reason he was lamenting. Is his mother in trouble? And could this really be a trap? How did Simon know he would be here?Out of curiosity, Henry decided to go and visit Stella.Besides, Simon wasn't someone he could easily underestimate."Look, Tan, make sure he doesn't escape from your hold and stay guarded. Watch your back!" Henry advised, emphasizing his words with a decisive nod.Henry strode toward his car, climbed in, and sped away.His heart raced as worry consumed him. He had to go save Stella at all costs before she gets kidnapped by him, or worse, killed.But seriously, what the fuck was their aim of doing all this? He might not be the smartest, but for sure, he knew there were many open chances for them to have killed him. But it's like they keep delaying it for one reason or the other!He pulled out his phone and dialed Stella's number. She answered immediately. "Hey, Henry, is something wrong?""Mum, where the h

Henry couldn't believe that the manager, Johnson, was calling him dirty. He scoffed in disbelief as Seth cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure."You see, you have no place here. The more I look at you, the more I want to give you a slap. You know why? Because of how you've been answering me. Do you realize that I can still give you a second chance to work in my business? And instead of begging me, you respond to me like a man who thinks he's above me. You're such a failure!" Seth said because he couldn't hold it anymore. The new attitude Henry displayed was deeply concerning to him, and he felt it was because Henry was no longer working for him. He was one of the former bosses of Henry, who he worked with during his part-time job era.He turned to the manager. "Sir, please calm down. He used to work for me, and I think he has lost his senses walking in here. Maybe he just wants to see the view of this restaurant," Seth interjected, trying to calm him down and reduce the s