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.

wasn’t a person who just came to him for a fight just to provoke him.

in Henry's mind but at this moment, he was in a hurry to see

are you

Claire’s place. Henry stood up and walked towards Martin's car, throwing a

“Car keys.”

His friend, Bob Rodney, who had been sitting in the car

this face is swollen like a pig’s head. It’s

“Hehe, don’t talk coldly.”

now and delayed Henry

was your subordinate and as I can guess correct surly she has left the

a bit nosy when you do this for a woman? Vincent, does this

made sense or

says that those who pray sincerely have atonement

the killing of the

all this just for a woman

back at

I could hurt a woman whom I met, by chance, six years ago for my own

trace of guilt. 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

Atonement without shame?

are really

“Thanks for the praise.”

glass window and started smoking. Nobody could read his emotions

amazing singing Bella....

here to pick his father,

his position 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

voice which was coming from inside the party hall. He felt as if he was hearing a nightingale singing in the night. As soon as he entered the hall, his eyes fell directly on the

moving and making the most sodding sound Vincent had ever

himself, SHE IS HIS QUEEN. He immediately looked for his father who was also immersed in that woman's no girl's voice. He walked upto

together. He always knew for the fact that his father was nothing less then a man whore but he never neglected

looked at the woman on the stage. Marcus immediately understood what Vicnent wanted to say. Marcus himself had not attended too many social gatherings lately so he was not very sure

finished the song, she got down from the stage and walked towards her grandfather. Vincent, who was watching her each and every step carefully, 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 disappointment in

that she just acknowledged his childhood friend Mark Evans as grandfather. Now he was even more pleased with this girl. First as she was extremely beautiful and secondly she belongs

friend. Just then Vincent's phone rang. It was an important business call and he had to pick it up, hence he excused himself and left before meeting

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

for his second son, Vincent Jackson. Mark was surprised by Marcus's demands. He, without realizing the consequences, started insulting Marcus not being

He insulted and accused him to the cause of Gin's death. He even added that a man whore like him can only deliver another

was so angry that he immediately turned and left the party. He promised in his

driver and drove away. When Vincent was done with his call the party was almost towards the end. Vincent could see that

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