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

placed in front of him, but he

on his face, and

a pocket watch in his hand. After a while, a man and two women walked over and sat down in

of him.

time!” said the man as he put the pocket watch away, “I thought you have

on the faces of the three people and

the three people and said calmly, “I have received news that Ingrid will

returns to Washington, it will be difficult for us to

must make a move

who are very good at martial arts with them.

Sacramento,” said the

your business,” said the middle-aged man indifferently, “In addition,

in Sacramento. I met him

you fight with him?” asked

went to kill Sean Dempsey yesterday. When

couldn’t help but

Three people were speechless.

see what he looked like?”

as he let

don’t think he would do anything. The former Watchman No.

me. He should be taking

about you?” asked the

If you get Ingrid, take her to Washington

said the middle-aged

but… after

to run away first.

man in front of him in shock and said, “The agreed

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

don’t make trouble,”

sat 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.

stream.

professional outdoor live streamer with considerable followers. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many people coming

be exposed in the eyes of too many people.

he was even more unhappy. He opened three

said, “Bro, be a man! Drink them! There

changed slightly and encouraged,

Riley. Although thin, Riley is a food

eating and drinking!”

eyebrows and thought, an

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

he looked at

said Gerald with a

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

yourself after getting

whisper to Gerald, Riley’s eyes became even colder. He seemed to be afraid

his words and put the three bottles in

at Riley’s eyes, Gerald

so Riley got unhappy when Ingrid asked him

with Gerald,

to make Gerald drunk

touched his