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's heart skipped a beat as he saw the car hurtling towards him. Instinctively, he rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding being crushed by the oncoming vehicle. He rolled to his feet, his eyes scanning the chaotic scene.What the fuck was that? He was thankful he saw the car coming on time! His eyes traveled to the car that just parked a bit far away from them. His eyes narrowed as he gazed silently at it.At that moment, a thug at his back felt it was the right opportunity to strike and crept from behind, grabbing wooden plank, heading over to strike him with it.He smirked as he raised it over his head, preparing to land it with so much force…Henry, whose eyes were still clearly focused on the car, held the wooden plank with a little bit of his strength and used it to carry him up, kicking him in his stomach and causing him to fly far away from the scene.He turned around and revealed a smirk etched with menace."You thought you could play a smart move?" he sneered, his voice
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
The room fell into a state of shock. Even the twin brother was astonished at how Henry knew about it. Johannes Tan's voice broke the silence."What?" He exclaimed, his eyes widening in disbelief. Henry nodded, confirming that he was sure about his conclusion."But how is that possible?" Johannes Tan questioned, his voice filled with confusion and curiosity."Simon is always one step ahead of us," Henry replied, his expression turning serious. "The person he is working with have a lot of information about me already. I can't help but wonder what more kind of information they have and what their next move might be." He ran his hands through his hair, his face stern.Henry's face was filled with disappointment, but he didn't hold Tan accountable for it.He understood that if Tan was aware of Simon's twin brother, he would have done his research well to ensure he captured the real Simon."But how did you come to know that this is his twin brother? Does Simon actually have a twin? Are you
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
Immediately, she stood up and shrugged, adjusting her top."Sorry, I slipped and fell on you," she apologized as she began to leave the room hurriedly, her face hung low in embarrassment, without waiting for him to say anything.Henry wasn't a fool. He knew it was more than just a simple fall. He stood up and walked outside of the apartment.He touched his lips with his hand and smirked. It was all a mistake that wouldn't repeat itself again.He got into his car, and as his phone rang, he picked it up and checked it. He saw that it was a reminder that Stella's birthday was only five days away.The fuck, he hadn't prepared anything for her!Stella was really busy and wouldn't think of celebrating it, only focusing on her work at the company. But he wouldn't let that happen.He started driving, keeping an eye on the road. As he got closer to the fancy restaurant he had spotted before, a smile formed on his face.He parked his car along the road and stepped out.He walked into the restaur
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
Johnson creased his forehead as lines appeared, furrowing his brow as he tried to understand the question.Meanwhile, Henry, also bewildered by the unexpected question that slipped from his lips, anxiously waited for a response. A nervous smile crept onto Johnson's face. "Of course I know him," he said, his voice quivering slightly. "Long time back, he used to come here with your dad frequently, and they were really close."His eyes darted around the room as he spoke, "Hm, I remember those times," he continued, his voice filled with nostalgia. "The White Group was still so young and just blooming.""It's so sad that death took them away," he said softly, his voice trailing off for a moment. "Sir Henry, I do wish that as the only man of the house, you will be strong enough to be able to take care of your family."Henry nodded silently as he listened to everything he said. ‘Nice speech there, but that's not what I meant!’ Henry felt like screaming aloud.But then, this meant they were