Slumdog Billionaire Husband

Chapter 161 The Competition

A sickbed showed itself from the ICU of Sacramento General Hospital, on which was Henley.

Corbin was accompanying Henley, who looked grieved and desperate.

Beside Corbin was Henley’s mother. She was a middle-aged woman whose eyes had been red and swollen for

cry.

They followed Henley’s sickbed until it reached the ward.

After days of treatment, Henley finally came out of the ICU and could be transferred to an ordinary ward.

After a while, when they were settled down, Henley opened his eyes and saw Corbin and the middle-aged

woman. He looked at them and asked weakly, “Mom, Dad… What happened?”

Corbin sighed and then answered, “Henley, our family is finished!”

“What?” Henley, who had just recovered from the fatal injury, felt like being hit again.

“The other party is not willing to support us anymore. We lose the source of capital, and the banks keep

urging us to pay the debts, and so do many shareholders,” said Corbin with a tired expression, “We may go

bankrupt within a month under such a situation.”

“How is it possible? How is it possible?” Henley felt his brain was going to explode.

Henley was the top among those from wealthy families. However, by that moment, he was just awake from a

great injury and was told his family was going to be bankrupt.

He had just woken up from the great injury and didn’t make the time to check about his car accident, not to

say revenge on the one who caused the car accident.

Bankruptcy meant that he would become a poor man, and the people he had offended would take revenge on

him crazily.

And he would never get Doreen.

Henley was going to break under the burden of all those thoughts.

“Dad, you must be kidding me!” said Henley, who quickly shook his head.

“I managed to convert some assets into cash. You and your mother should go abroad in the next two days, although your injury has not fully recovered yet…” Corbin said, and his face was covered by endless

exhaustion.

Henley lay on the bed, and his mind was in a mess!

At the same time, a very remote greasy restaurant in Sacramento enjoyed a different atmosphere. It was noisy and lively with many guests there.

A middle-aged man with gloves and a windbreaker was sitting in the middle of the restaurant. A few plates of

in front of him, but he didn’t

a deep scar on

a pocket watch in his hand. After a while, a man and

of him.

said the man as he put the pocket watch away, “I thought you have lived in this city for too

was a hint of nervousness on the faces of the three people and they

the three people and said calmly, “I have received

will be difficult for us to

must make a move

are very good

in Sacramento,” said the man,

indifferently, “In addition, Watchman No. 0, who is no longer

in Sacramento. I met

with him?” asked

embarrassedly, “He went to kill Sean Dempsey yesterday.

I couldn’t help but

Three people were speechless.

see what he looked like?” Another

said the middle-aged man as he

make the move. But I don’t think he would do anything. The former

me. He should be taking care

you?”

leave first for something. If you get Ingrid, take her to Washington overnight.

said the

been his task, but… after he

to run away first.

same time, he looked at the man in front of him in shock and

a smile, “So many ladies have arrived before you. Don’t you express your apologies? Moreover… Many

don’t make trouble,” said

down, he saw the phone beside the table held by a selfie stick. He thought that Ingrid and the others wanted to record their last meal together. He did not expect that Riley was

stream.

streamer with considerable followers. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many people coming to take photos

exposed in the eyes of too many people. Fortunately,

that Ingrid spoke for Gerald, he was even more unhappy. He opened three bottles, put

be a man! Drink them! There

encouraged, “Well, I

hurriedly whispered, “Don’t drink with Riley. Although thin, Riley is a

eating and drinking!”

eyebrows and thought, an expert

table, I promise that I will drink with you. Will you drink or not?”

looked

said Gerald with a

and Daphne were stunned. Ingrid said in a low voice, “Didn’t you hear what I told you? Riley is really good at drinking. Moreover,

yourself

became even colder. He seemed to be

put the three

at Riley’s eyes, Gerald sighed

Riley was interested in Ingrid, so Riley got

Ingrid kept talking with Gerald, Riley became angrier

to make Gerald drunk and

touched