Finally, with a quiet click, the ropes around Henry's wrists loosened. He subtly stretched his fingers, testing the regained mobility. The scar-faced leader, still lost in his monologue, failed to notice the subtle change.Taking a deep breath, Henry made eye contact with Emily, silently conveying that the moment of opportunity had arrived. He drew the scar-faced leader's attention, interrupting the ongoing tirade."You know, I don't suppose you have any snacks around here, do you?" Henry feigned nonchalance, as if the dire situation hadn't affected him.The scar-faced leader scowled, his patience wearing thin. "This is not a joking matter. Mr Mickelson wants you guys to be dealt with. Next time, you won't dare him."Henry, seizing the moment, leaned forward in his chair, feigning concern. "Look, my poor wife here," he nodded toward Emily, "she's been feeling a bit weak. Maybe she's hungry and thirsty. You wouldn't want her passing out on you, would you?"The scar-faced leader, moment

Angered at what Mr Mickelson did, Henry drove off to the building where Mr. Mickelson and his vicious gang stayed.As Henry moved closer to the center of the criminal empire, he discovered that the building had no light outside except for one or two street lights that stood far from each other. The darkness helped to hide his presence. Nestled in his stronghold, Mr. Mickelson never saw Henry's bold action coming. The criminal leader was unaware that there was someone whose rage was capable of bringing down his empire.Mr Mickelson had beaten more than he could chew. So he should choke on it.When Henry entered the lair, he found Mickelson's underlings to be the first line of defense as he broke inside the building. The narrow corridors inside the building turned into a battlefield as Henry launched an indiscriminate attack with all of his might.Bones were snapped, fists crashed into flesh, and the air was filled with the stenc

"Yesterday, during an investigation, it was discovered that Mr Mickelson had committed suicide after one of his gang members rebelled against him. The fight caused most of Mr Mickelson men to die and Mr Mickelson, not wanting to die at the hands of one of his members, took his own life in the process." The newscaster broadcasted the 8'o o'clock news from the television.Vanessa who was seated in the room when the news was said was elated at the turn of events."Oh my god! Thank goodness! I never expected something this marvelous to happen! She shouted so loud that it made other members of the family gather in the living room."What happened, Vanessa? Why are you shouting?" Robert asked, a bit anxious.She dropped the glass of wine she was drinking and turned towards them. " Look at the news," she pointed out. "I don't want to spoil the surprise."The rest who were eager to know what Vanessa was talking about turned their gaze to the television.The news headlines read as follows: "Mr

But the majority of them only gave Emily a distant nod.They were greeted with a couple extremely kind folks who came over."By the way, when will Young Master Fabian come?" Mirabel eagerly said when these individuals had departed."Emily needs some cash flow as she recently established her new business. I fear it will be challenging for us to collect the funds if Young Master Fabian does not show up."Henry heard that and was a little taken aback.Emily's new business needed financial flow and was having problems.Henry then remembered that throughout this time Emily always looked to be frowning and brooding about something.She seemed to be worried about something, but when he questioned, she remained silent.He realized that Emily was concerned about this.Henry's brows knitted slightly at the concept, and he questioned himself, "Emily, how much money do you need? When you have money, you may pay it back to me. I can give you the money beforehand."When Naomi heard this, she rolled

"Oh really? What now? I am free to act this way. Nobody who challenges me gets away with it!"With a slightly contemptuous face, Fabian cast a cold glare at Emily."Were you not requesting that I lend you money? You are the one pleading with me, thus you must comply with my requests. I mean, honestly, do you think I'll just give you a loan for nothing? Don't be so gullible, Emily."Fabian cast a lustful gaze at Emily."In addition, I only want you to come with me for three months. Do you think three months is all that long? No, it's not. Why would it be inappropriate for a married woman like you to go with me for three months? And remember not to be overly conceited. You're merely the attractive wife of a trashy husband, in my opinion. Come spend some time with me, and I'll treat you in different ways you've never experienced before."Fabian cast a disappointed glance at Mirabel and Naomi as he spoke."And these two b*tches, didn't they tell you the price of borrowing money from me?"