Life After Prison Novel by Silencieux

Chapter 192

After venting it out, Edward tried to suppress his anger. “What did you guys say just now? You are asking Severin for help? Is Missus Catherin sick and needs Severin to save her? Or she will die?”

Felicia said, “No, no, no! That’s not it. Catherine is doing fine and very healthy. Do you know about Liberty City? We don’t actually have a chance to participate in it. But Severin has a good connection with Mister Henry. So we hope Severin could put in good words for us to get us to take part in the project. Severin a*sured us he can do that.”

Edward’s face looked sullen after hearing that. “He did save Mister Henry last time. But Mister Henry has already rewarded him with the villa and he probably received money from Mister Henry too. Otherwise, he won’t have the money to buy cars for you guys. I think that reward is more than enough to cover the medical bill. Shouldn’t he be content with that? Hmph! I don’t think Mister Henry would agree to it!”

He continued angrily. “He is so shameless! Does he think Mister Henry should help him out every time just because he saved Mister Henry once? Mister Henry will never like a person who doesn’t know his station!”

“Yes, I understand. But Missus Catherine runs out of options and decides to let him try. Who knows if it will succeed? We are also hoping he could suceed!” Felicia said.

think about it? You don’t really have to insist on marrying Diane. Isn’t it just nice

her friend!” Edward yelled out angrily

Later he called Easton. “Have you

engine after he hung up the phone and went back

How was it? Did you succeed?” Lucy asked hopefully

for Edward. “I’m sure it’ went smoothly. It definitely works when we have the photo and Mister Edward exposing Severin’s real personality. Here you

it out by

on Easton’s head. The red wine flowed down from Easton’s head to

you-” Easton was

me? You guys didn’t check it through. I was so embarra*sed! That woman is Severin’s cousin. Diane was so angry at me after she saw it. She even said

went to his seat, poured himself a gla*s of red