Its Too Late To Forgive

Before Henry could think about something, Vincent walked upto him and held his shoulders.

Henry immediately threw his hand away as if he is been touched by a plague. He hates this man. It was because of this man's mother that his grandmother died of depression.

"Nephew..."

said Vincent with a full smile on his face which was some what a balatnt provocation to Henry.

"Nephew? My grandmother only gave birth to only to my father. Where did my uncle came from?"

Henry sneered, then he stopped for a second and spoke again.

“Mr. Vincent, the person behind Leo's actions and return, is you, right?”

Otherwise, how could it happen that all of a sudden Leo returned to City A and even had guts to hit Bella. Plus his hesitation few minutes back proved that there was someone behind him.

And by Henry's calculations it can either be his grandfather or his illegitimate child, Vincent.

"Woooo.. you seemed to be growing well Henry! But Leo and me...."

He looked at Leo with anger in his eyes, which disappeared within seconds,

".... you still have a lot to learn my dear Nephew."

"Are you behind all this?"

Asked Henry while clenching his palms into a fist. Vincent gracefully kept his one hand in his tailor made suit and with other he rubbed between his eyebrows and spoke with a smile,

"Behind what my dear nephew."

Henry understood that Vincent's words are not that simple as they appear. He was frustrated and without thinking twice, he punched Vincent right on his face. Even though Vincent was stronger then Henry but he could not dodge this sudden punch and was hit hard on the face.

He cleaned the blood, that dropped from the corner of his mouth, with his thumb. Looked at it for a while then charged Henry with equal force. Both started throwing punches after punches. Eventually they were stopped when both feel on the ground and were held by their respective body guards.

"You better be not involved in all this or else you have to pay a big price that you can't imagine."

Warned Henry while removing his hands by force from Martin's grip. Just then Vincent's phone rang, he took it out, pressed the answer button and listened to it for a while. His mouth slowly showing a satisfied smile.

When he got up on the ground, her footsteps were still unsteady but he looked down proudly at Henry who was still sitting on the ground and panting,

“I had fun, I won’t play with you anymore today, so.... bye~”

He said, stretched out his palm and waved to Henry. The latter did not stop him, he sat up from the ground, did not immediately stand up, sat on the spot with one leg bent, and frowned at Vincent's limping back.

understanding of Vincent, this person wasn’t a person who

at this moment, he was in a hurry to see Bella. To settle

are

place. Henry stood up

“Car keys.”

friend, Bob Rodney, who had been sitting in the car for a long

swollen like a pig’s head. It’s too.

“Hehe, don’t talk coldly.”

in the hospital just now and delayed Henry Jackson. Was it just to

I guessed it correctly, it was your

you think that you are a bit nosy when you

whether it made sense

pray sincerely have atonement

Did I hear you right! Vincent Jackson, who blocked the killing of the devil and

doing all this just for

glanced back at his

could hurt a woman whom I met, by chance, six years ago for my own sake. Then why can’t I help a woman

Bob smiled sarcastically seeing Vincent zoning out. Vincent's selfishness and ego have hurt an innocent person badly. This “harm” ruined a person’s life and now helping the same person to escape

Atonement without shame?

are

“Thanks for the praise.”

car's glass window and started smoking. Nobody could read his emotions behind these white smoke. Soon Vincent was lost in

amazing singing Bella....

He was here to pick his father, Marcus Jackson, who had come

Family. He hated to accept the fact that he was actually a mistress's son but fact was fact. He was luxurious standing with his handsome figure leaning on his Austin Martin and waiting for

entered the hall, his eyes fell directly on the woman who was standing in the center of the stage. She was breath taking, young, looking like

had her eyes closed and her plumpy lips were moving and making the most sodding sound Vincent had ever heard.

she is no princess, he said to himself, SHE IS HIS QUEEN. He immediately looked for his father who was also immersed in that woman's no girl's

mother and father always stayed together. He always knew for the fact that his father was nothing less then a man whore but he never neglected him or his mother. And that was enough

to say. Marcus himself had not attended too many social gatherings lately so he was

grandfather. Vincent, who was watching her each and every step carefully, could see that before getting down the stage,

just acknowledged his childhood friend Mark Evans as grandfather. Now he was even more pleased with

It was an important business call and he had to pick it up, hence

good impression about Marcus and frankly he didn't wanted to continue having any relationship with him. But unfortunately he was Jack's father and Henry's grandfather.

Bella's hand for his second son, Vincent Jackson. Mark was surprised by Marcus's demands. He, without realizing the consequences,

society and said 'what kind of grandfather he is who wants his future grand daughter in law to become only daughter-in-law. He insulted and accused him to the cause of Gin's death. He even added that a man whore like

whole time also didn't stop Mark from insulting him. He was so angry that he immediately turned and left the party. He promised in his heart that one day he will teach Mark a lesson and show him what

Vincent could see that many guests have already stared leaving the gathering.

was more important right now hence he took out his phone to dial his number. Before he could connect the call, he saw a message from his father saying that he has left for home in his other car. Vincent also felt uneasy to be present in this