Its Too Late To Forgive

Chapter 80: 79. SHE IS HIS QUEEN

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.

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

he was in a hurry to see Bella. To settle his accounts with

where are you right

to Claire’s place. Henry stood up

“Car keys.”

sat in the back seat of his Maybach. His friend, Bob Rodney, who had been sitting in the car for a long time, handed him a wet

face is swollen like a pig’s

“Hehe, don’t talk coldly.”

the hospital just now and delayed Henry

it correctly, it was your

nosy when you do this for a woman? Vincent,

only laughed, whether it made sense or

that those who pray sincerely have atonement for

who blocked the killing of the

all this just for a

glanced back

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

have hurt an innocent person badly. This “harm” ruined a person’s life and now helping the same person to escape and that too without her

Atonement without shame?

are

“Thanks for the praise.”

cigarette, lowered his car's glass window and started smoking. Nobody could read his emotions behind these white

amazing singing Bella....

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

in Jackson 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

as he entered the hall, his eyes fell directly on the woman who was standing in the center of the stage. She

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

immediately looked for his father who was also immersed in that woman's no girl's voice. He walked upto him and held his hand like a child.

though Vincent was always insulted and abused of being a mistress's son, he was glad that his 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.

wanted to say. Marcus himself had not attended too

could see that before getting down the stage, with a sad face, that girl's eyes were looking for someone and he could clearly see the

relatives are. He was very happy when he realized that she just acknowledged his childhood friend Mark

to his friend. Just then Vincent's phone rang. It was an important business call and he had to pick

impression about Marcus and frankly he didn't wanted to continue having any relationship with him. But unfortunately

greetings and without waiting any further, Marcus directly asked for Bella's hand for his second son, Vincent Jackson. Mark was surprised by Marcus's demands. He, without

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

also standing there for the whole time also didn't stop Mark from insulting him. He was so angry that he immediately turned and left the

end. Vincent could see that many guests have already stared leaving the gathering. He went inside to look for his

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 venue hence he also thought

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