Henry Sullivan’s phone rang. He swiped to answer it casually, his voice lazy: "Hello?"
"Henry Sullivan, what did you do?"
"What did I do? I didn’t do much, just handed over the daughter-in-law you set your heart on to so thug.
Then, I personally watched that thug ruin the woman.
Actually, that woman isn’t as strong-willed as you think. She gets drunk and rolls in bed with a man, truly tacky."
"What? You... do you know, if Florence’s family finds out about this, she won’t spare us.
Kid, are you crazy? After losing Ivy Miller, do you plan to turn yourself into scum?"
Henry Sullivan chuckled wickedly: "Don’t you know? Your son is scum anyway.
Moreover, even if the Wilders don’t let the Sullivans off, what does that have to do with ?
She ca willingly. Before anything happened, I asked her many tis if she ca to this room willingly, she said yes.
I asked if it was okay for her even if sothing happened, she said yes.
Since she said yes, of course, I had to help her fulfill that.
Isn’t she your most esteed guest?"
"Henry," Nathan Rhodes shouted angrily: "She likes you, the man she wants is you, how can you..."
"Just because she likes , I have to get in bed with her?
Do you think I’m a gigolo, sleeping with any woman."
"Isn’t she better than a prostitute?"
"A prostitute is much more obedient. That woman, at a glance, isn’t a good thing, probably not much better than a prostitute.
Of course, with your kind of taste, you can only fancy such a woman.
Oh right, you probably also think that a son born from a woman like you can only mingle with such a woman."
"A woman like ? What kind of woman is your mother in your eyes?"
Henry Sullivan sneered coldly, "You don’t know yourself?"
His expression turned a bit colder as he spoke: "Tomorrow, this video will be uploaded to your company’s forum."
He hung up the phone after speaking.
"Hello, Henry, Henry."
Unfortunately, there was no response from the other end of the line, Nathan beca anxious and ran outside the company.
Henry Sullivan turned and walked downstairs. In less than twenty minutes, a scream ca from upstairs.
Imdiately followed by a woman’s cursing voice.
Soon, Florence Wilder rushed downstairs with a bag, and Henry was sitting in the living room drinking coffee.
She pointed at Henry Sullivan and shouted: "Henry Sullivan, what did you do to ?"
"What can I do to you? Didn’t you see it clearly just now? The one who did sothing to you was the man upstairs."
"You... why did you do this to ? I ca with good intentions to see you, and yet you...
I’m telling you, I will not let this matter go, I will tell my parents, they..."
Before Florence could finish, Henry Sullivan played a complete recording from his phone,
"Florence, you ca here today on your own accord, right?"
"Of course, I ca of my own free will."
"Hmm, so no matter what happens later, you won’t regret it?"
"Yes."
"Including doing those kinds of things in bed?"
"Henry, you’re too blunt."
"Just answer if you’re willing or not."
"I am willing."
Florence Wilder’s face turned pale: "You... what exactly do you want?"
"I don’t want anything, just telling you, go ahead and make a scene, a woman who willingly went to bed with another man in my house, I don’t believe she can do much.
Also, rember, I, Henry Sullivan, in Anchester, even without the power of the Twilight Group, don’t regard your Wilder family at all.
Do you really think you can replace Ivy as my wife?
Ha, you truly don’t have any self-awareness."
Florence suddenly collapsed onto the floor, crying.
"Henry Sullivan, why are you doing this to , I like you so much.
Even if you don’t like , you didn’t have to ruin like this."
"I ruined you? I won’t take the bla. This matter was your choice, and saying it a thousand tis won’t change that.
And whether you like or not is irrelevant to because I don’t like you.
Moreover, I’ve clearly expressed my feelings to you, yet you still insist on throwing yourself at , that’s just cheap.
Cheap won deserve bad endings, understood?"
At this mont, a mischievous laugh ca from the staircase: "Henry, you shouldn’t talk like that, I don’t like hearing it."
Florence’s body stiffened with so fear.
The voice on the stairs said: "Missy, I slept with you, and I will take responsibility.
I heard your family is well-off, we can get married, your family can handle the house and car, right?
Don’t worry, if you get pregnant, just give birth, I’ll take care of the child, you can focus on earning money."
"Shaless," Florence turned and pointed at the man on the stairs, crying: "Neither of you will have a good end."
Henry Sullivan hugged his arms: "The true ones who won’t have a good end are those who try to destroy other people’s families.
I think that term suits you better, it’s tailor-made for you.
And besides... haven’t you already seen the consequences?"
Florence stood up and ran towards the doorway. After she left, the man from the stairs ca down.
Henry Sullivan smirked: "Not bad, played the part well."
"Henry, what’s going on with you, getting to do such... distasteful stuff."
"What’s distasteful about it? You just lay on my bed pretending to be dead for half an hour, is that distasteful?"
"That woman really thought I slept with her, didn’t you hear her cursing earlier? Calling an ugly wretch, saying I’m vile, my God, that woman’s mouth is vicious."
"That’s why I needed to deal with her, I can’t handle a woman like that."
The man grinned maliciously: "You don’t dare, I don’t either. If there’s good stuff in the future, rember your brother, but avoid these things, if my boss finds out, he’ll skin alive."
Henry Sullivan laughed as he handed over a check: "Make sure to keep this thing a secret."
The man pushed Henry’s hand away: "Co on, bro, I’m here to return a favor. Rember all the help you gave back then, today I didn’t do much at all."
"This was agreed upon..."
"Can’t do it, bro. If you insist, then we can’t be friends anymore, plus, I might tell that woman you set her up," he smiled: "Alright, don’t be polite with , I have to go now, need to get to work."
After speaking, the man left, and Henry Sullivan raised his eyebrows, putting the check away.
This battle wasn’t over yet. He sat back down on the sofa and calculated the ti.
It seed this incident hit Nathan quite hard because she returned five minutes earlier than he expected.
Apparently, she drove like the wind.
She stord in, looking around: "Where’s Florence?"
"Gone. Right in front of , she slept with another man. Do you expect to take responsibility?"
"Henry Sullivan," Nathan walked up to him, pointing: "What are you up to?"
"What am I up to? Haven’t I made it clear? I want to stir up chaos in the Sullivan family, I want to see the Sullivans dood."
Henry Sullivan stood up and looked at Nathan, a visible ruthlessness in his eyes: "This is the price for hurting , hurting Ivy, and destroying my family."
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