Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire
Chapter 251: Why Call the Murderer’s Phone

Chapter 251: Chapter 251: Why Call the Murderer’s Phone

For years, she had never gone out to work, so she was quite tender and soft by nature.

Her proudest and most satisfying achievement was giving birth to three excellent sons and raising a beautiful, sweet, and sensible daughter.

Over these years, though she might not have made notable contributions, she certainly endured hardships.

And yet, Henry Summers had the audacity to scold her with such a cold and angry tone.

Henry Summers also realized that his emotions had gotten the better of him, but he was so vexed at the moment that he had no desire to comfort her.

Rather brusquely, he made some perfunctory remarks before hanging up the phone.

Yalena Grace immediately came over, gently soothing him: "Henry, don’t be angry. It’s not worth damaging your health over this."

Henry Summers sat in the sofa, his mood gradually calming down.

He wrapped his arms around Yalena Grace’s waist, kissing her face, "You understand me best."

Yalena Grace giggled coyly in his embrace.

Since Julian Lane was a no-go, the only option left was to approach Lucas Shaw.

No matter what, he had to give it a try.

He arrived at Shaw Group’s building with gifts in hand, only to be stopped by the security guard before he even entered.

"I’m here to see your Vice President," Henry Summers said anxiously, peering inside, but the security guard stood his ground at the entrance, refusing to let him in.

"Our CEO is not in the office. Come back another day."

"Where did your CEO go? I really have an urgent matter to discuss with him, please let him know."

"We don’t know. Why would our CEO report his whereabouts to us?"

Henry Summers, feeling dejected, lowered his head. After a moment, he said, "Then I’ll wait here. Until someone shows up, I’m not leaving."

The security guard glanced at him, his tone indifferent, "If you want to wait, then wait, but please don’t block the entrance, you’re affecting the staff’s ability to come and go."

It had been a long time since Henry Summers was treated with such cold indifference, and he had nowhere to vent the frustration building inside him.

But remembering the purpose of his visit, he swallowed down his anger once more.

Henry Summers stood at the entrance for a long time, constantly looking inside, but Lucas Shaw never appeared.

Eventually, his legs grew numb from standing, so he settled down at a random spot to continue waiting.

Just as it was getting late and the office was about to close, Brandon Reese suddenly came out.

Seeing him, a glimmer of hope shone in Henry Summers’ eyes as he hurried forward, "Assistant Reese, please wait a moment."

Brandon Reese heard someone calling him from behind and slowly stopped his steps, turning his head to look back.

With an embarrassed face, Henry Summers stood in front of him, explained his purpose, and asked, "Do you know where the Vice President is now? Is it convenient for me to see him?"

"Do you understand what Grace Summers has done?"

Henry Summers grinned awkwardly and said, "I know, but she definitely didn’t do it on purpose! At first, she just wanted to scare Serena Summers, who could have expected the Vice President to rush over..."

Brandon Reese sneered coldly, his gaze icy as he looked at him, "Scare? Scaring someone requires a real knife? Do you think I’m a three-year-old child?"

"She really didn’t mean it... Assistant Reese, I beg you, please plead on her behalf."

Henry Summers had completely tossed aside any remaining pride he had, but he was already harboring a touch of resentment in his heart.

It was all Serena Summers’ fault for not speaking well on behalf of the family.

Grace was her own sister, yet she could be so heartless!

It seems that abandoning her was the right choice after all!

A sinister look flitted across Henry Summers’ eyes, but he quickly concealed it again.

But it seemed he had forgotten that it was he who personally had lawyers draw up the papers to disown her.

"Intentional or not, injuring someone is the fact. You don’t need to see our CEO; I can tell you very clearly, even if our CEO agrees, Master Shaw will not."

After saying that, he walked away without looking back.

But Henry Summers, stubborn as ever, persisted in waiting at the entrance.

He waited several days and still did not catch sight of Lucas Shaw, becoming increasingly anxious.

Continuing like this was no good, but what other way was there to save Grace Summers?

Perhaps, it was time to give up.

After all, she was just a girl. He had been good enough to Grace Summers, letting her enjoy the benefits and affection of the Summers Family for so many years.

Resigned, Henry Summers stood up, intending to leave, but just as he reached the entrance, he saw a tall figure walking in.

"Vice President! Vice President... please wait a moment." Henry Summers hurriedly chased after him, blocking Lucas Shaw’s path.

Lucas Shaw, upon seeing the person in front of him, his expression darkened instantly, "Move aside."

"Vice President, listen to me, I’m here to apologize on Grace’s behalf; she genuinely didn’t mean it, it was all a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding? You talk lightly. The knife didn’t stab you, so of course, you feel no pain," Lucas Shaw scoffed coldly, taking long strides, trying to bypass Henry Summers and leave.

Henry Summers persisted, "Vice President, I beg you to let her go, she’s only twenty. It really is a misunderstanding..."

"What misunderstanding? Using a knife with the intent to stab my wife, but instead you stab me – is that a misunderstanding? Or is buying an online smear campaign against my wife over and over a misunderstanding? Hm?" The man’s tone was calm and rippleless, but instinctively invoked a terrifying chill to the soul.

Henry Summers was left speechless and dumbfounded, his mind going blank, and he was unable to say anything for a long time.

His face flushed red, more and more onlookers gathered, and some took out their phones to record.

His reputation was being dragged through the dirt today.

Yet, he could not refute any of Lucas Shaw’s accusations and had to silently bear them.

After all, Lucas Shaw was wealthy and powerful, something Henry Summers could never contend with.

"Yes, yes, you’re right, it’s all Grace’s fault, but she now realizes her mistake, and I hope you can give her another chance."

Another chance?

If he had been a bit slower, that sharp and pointed knife would have stabbed into Serena Summers’ body.

Grace Summers was anything but unskilled; even stabbing from the back, she aimed for a spot close to the heart.

Serena Summers had been completely unaware at the time; had she been stabbed... the consequences were unthinkable.

"Why should I give a would-be murderer another chance? Who is she to deserve my forgiveness?"

Lucas Shaw’s mocking stare was undisguised, and only after he had walked a good distance away did Henry Summers slowly come back to his senses.

His anger and humiliation were nearly drowning him, suffocating under their weight.

He hurriedly left the Shaw Group building, almost fleeing the scene.

The first thing he did after leaving was to call his assistant, demanding them to suppress any adverse news.

Whether it was articles published by the media or videos spread online, they had to be deleted.

He was the boss of the Summers Group—those demeaning videos could not be allowed to spread, as they would surely tarnish his reputation.

Eventually, it could even affect the company’s stock price.

Before coming here, he wanted to maintain the image of a good father in front of everyone, but upon seeing Lucas Shaw, all those plans evaporated into thin air.

He couldn’t remember any plans, any image he needed to maintain.

That man... was too terrifying.

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