Slumdog Billionaire Husband by Rayden Berg

Chapter 161

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.

windbreaker was sitting in the middle of the restaurant. A

placed in front of him, but he didn’t have anything.

scar on his

a while, a

of him.

pocket watch away, “I thought you have lived in

of nervousness on the faces of the three people and they

looked at the three people and said

it will be difficult for us to get her.

make a move tonight.”

men who are very good

in Sacramento,” said the man, frowning.

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

in Sacramento. I met him last

him?” asked

man embarrassedly, “He went to kill Sean Dempsey yesterday. When I heard

couldn’t help but run

people were speechless.

he looked like?” Another

said the middle-aged man as he let out a breath, “You must make sure you are safe

think he would

be taking care of

you?” asked the

first for something. If you get Ingrid, take her to Washington overnight. I will give you

the middle-aged man.

after he knew

run away

same time, he looked at the man in

many ladies have arrived before you. Don’t you express your

don’t make trouble,”

selfie stick. He thought that Ingrid and the others wanted to record their last

stream.

followers. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so

eyes of too many people. Fortunately, the camera was focusing on Riley instead of

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

be a man! Drink them! There are so many

Riley said, his expression changed slightly and encouraged, “Well, I will drink with you. How about it?”

hurriedly whispered, “Don’t drink with Riley. Although thin, Riley is a food broadcaster. He’s an expert on

eating and drinking!”

raised his eyebrows and thought, an expert on

promise that I will drink with you.

looked at Gerald.

Gerald with a smile.

a low voice, “Didn’t you hear what I told you? Riley is really good at drinking. Moreover, he just wanted to make

of yourself after getting drunk…”

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

put the three bottles in front of

eyes, Gerald sighed in his

so Riley got unhappy when Ingrid asked him to

kept talking with

make Gerald drunk and see how Gerald

his

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