He Stole Me From My Deadbeat Husband-Chapter 437

"Surely, all of you want to get rid of her, right?"

Half of the servants were finally appeased when their future Master told them to get rid of that bitch. Indeed, none of the servants here liked Penny.

Everyone knew her background, and while they adored Henry, they never felt the same about Penny.

In their eyes, the Mistress of the house was always Dahlia Grant, and even if Dahlia refused to come back home, they still had their loyalty to her.

But the rest of the servants were scared of the repercussions when hearing the shriek of horror coming from Marlon’s bedroom, "What if she died, Young Master?"

"Then get rid of her body. She has no family, so nobody will care if she disappears. Either bury her somewhere in our estate or just put her in a cemented bag and toss her in a lake."

The servants were looking at each other, and the head butler said, "Understood, Young Master, we will follow your instruction."

Henry was satisfied.

He knew that his father would still become the Master of Grant’s estate for a while. He doubted that old man would kick the bucket in ten years, but that was perfect.

Because by the time he took over the Grant estate, he could merge his new company with Grant’s businesses.

"I will leave now, let them be until my father is satisfied beating that bitch," Henry said.

"Yes, Young Master."

Henry and Michael walked out of the Grant estate, and though Henry was satisfied with what happened to Penny and Marlon, deep down, he was also sad, knowing that he would never have a normal family, at least not until he could reconcile with Kate.

Henry told Michael to use Henry’s spare car in the Grant estate’s garage, and they drove out of the mansion.

Henry sat on the backseat, staring emptily at the window as he was thinking about Kate.

"Michael, do you think I’m cruel?"

"... you are," Michael replied. "But I support your cruelty. Don’t worry, Henry."

"Will Katherine support what I did as well?" Henry asked. "She is a kind woman. I don’t want her to hate me even more."

"She is kind but also cruel," Michael said. "Don’t you remember what she planned for Erin? That kind of elaborate, no-escape scheme was proof that Kate can be cruel as well."

"Yeah," Henry smiled. "She can be cruel, but that makes her even sweeter for me. Because she did it to protect her baby... our baby."

Henry couldn’t help but sigh, drowning himself in self-blame and self-pity, "What should I do to reunite with my real family?"

Michael said nothing, knowing that Henry would only drown himself in sorrow. He shifted the topic, "Are we going to Sarah’s apartment now?"

"We should," Henry’s expression turned solemn instantly. "I can’t wait to stop that rat-faced bitch to do something even worse."

"You know it won’t be easy, right? Unlike Penny, who has nobody in her life, Sarah’s family cares a lot about her. She is the darling in everyone’s eyes."

"Except me," Henry claimed. "I was an idiot for having a crush on that woman as a teenager."

"It’s not entirely your fault," Michael commented. "As you grow into your teenage period, I can sense that Sarah has gotten a bit too controlling over you, to the point that we can’t hang out without her around us, right?"

"Right."

Henry began to recall all the crazy things that Sarah did when he was in high school.

Henry had a lot of secret and not-so-secret admirers growing up, but for some reason, he never really dated any of them because of the constant intervention from Sarah.

She was eight years older than him, so she was the only female ever close to him.

’Naturally, I had a crush on the only girl I was close with when I was young...’ Henry thought.

The more he pondered about it, the sickening it was, thinking that Sarah had groomed him.

Henry simply stopped responding to Michael’s commentary and busied himself reminiscing about a paradise called Katherine.

**

It took about an hour for them to reach the apartment.

Henry didn’t wait long as he rushed to Sarah’s apartment floor and repeatedly banged on the door while yelling, "Sarah! Sarah Lancaster! Open the fucking door!"

...

Henry got impatient when he got no answer, thinking that Sarah must’ve tried to hide because she knew her end was near. Thus, Henry kicked the door a few times until the door was opened from the inside.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t Sarah. It was an old cleaning lady who looked distraught by Henry’s scary eyes, "S—Sir, Miss Sarah Lancaster is not here. She already left the apartment a week ago."

Henry peered his eyes suspiciously. He ignored the old lady and entered the apartment.

He looked around and found that everything had been emptied. This apartment looked brand new now.

The old lady followed Henry, saying, "Just like what I told you, Sir, she’s not here. But Miss Sarah told me if a handsome blonde man with green eyes comes, I should hand this letter to you."

The woman gave Henry a letter before continuing to clean up the apartment.

Henry opened the letter and read it;

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Impressive, you’ve come so far from New York to Los Angeles just to find me. I didn’t know you had so much love and dedication for me, Henry, your ex-fiancee.

I know what you want once you catch me, but I’m still quite entertained with a game of cat and mouse with you. I’m currently in New York, and guess what? Erin’s attack is just the start. I will terrorize Kate and that little girl until you surrender.

If you’ve decided to give up, all you need to do is unblock my phone and beg for my forgiveness. You will need to kiss me in front of Katherine and marry me. It’s easy, right?

With love,

S.L.

Future Duchess of York.

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