Her Revenge Returns (Lea and Alfred)

“No,” Henry said firmly, “You won’t get a death sentence. The lawyer will fight to lighten your sentence. After a few years, you can get your medical permit back and change the sentence to life imprisonment. With further negotiations, they might release you after another few years.” In this way, the hospital can continue operating normally. This was the best way. Although they would still suffer a huge loss, at least Henry could protect his 20 billion dollars–worth hospital.

“But…” Nixon looked at him and his lips trembled. For a moment, he did not dare to disobey. Henry was not negotiating with him. It

is an order.

After a moment of silence, Nixon suddenly fell to his knees. A man in his late forties let tears streaming down his face. “Mr. Fraley, I was wrong. I didn’t manage the hospital well. I deserve to die. But please, I beg you to let me go. I don’t want to go to jail. There must be another way!”

Henry’s plan seemed flawless and easy to execute. However, Nixon wasn’t an inexperienced young man who was easily fooled. He was involved in a case where the military and important figures from Iverton were involved. They all came to supervise the case. Once he got in, Nixon knew it was almost impossible to get out. Even if in the end, Nixon didn’t get a death sentence, he would still rot in prison.

Meanwhile, Henry didn’t intend to help Nixon either. He either didn’t want to see Nixon live much longer, or he wanted to see Nixon rot in jail. He might look well–dressed and well–spoken, but he was unscrupulous and could sacrifice anything for his benefit. Henry knew of his trait for more than 20 years.

From the beginning, Henry already looked down on Nixon. And seeing him in such a state, he felt even more disgusted. But Henry wouldn’t have let him appear in front of him If it wasn’t a matter of life and death.

Henry said patiently, “If we follow the normal legal procedures for this matter, you will be sentenced to life imprisonment. Take initiative to take responsibility and protect the hospital. Only then will Matilda and I have the strength to think of a way to protect you.”

He knew that Nixon had a relationship with his daughter. If he hadn’t smacked some sense to Matilda, she would have married him. Nixon also got to stay in the hospital because of Matilda.

Henry and Nixon had worked together for years, not knowing Nixon had backstabbed him. And to keep him away from trouble, Nixon had the guts to drag Matilda into this mess.

“It’s the best of both worlds, Nixon. Of course, I won’t let you suffer for nothing. I’m old and my fate has been decided. I no longer have the strength to care too much about these things.” Henry raised his eyes and looked out of the window. His gaze was distant as if he was looking at the entire Fraley Group. “I won’t bring these things with me in life or death. The hospital, including everything my family has, will be handed over to Matilda.”

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Henry sighed and added, “Nixon, you’re Matilda’s most trusted person. She needs your support for the rest of her life. I can’t believe that in the end, I still have to rely on you.”

As Henry spoke, he looked at Nixon again. His eyes filled with warmth and anticipation. Nixon had known him for 20 years and managed a hospital worth 20 billion dollars for him. And this was the first time he had spoken so much to him. Even someone as cold and dignified as Henry revealed a

gaze

that looked like he valued his junior.

For someone like Henry to say such a thing, it was meaningful. It was as if Henry wanted to share everything about the Fraley family with Nixon. As for Nixon, it was a huge temptation of wealth and strength. “Mr. Fraley, L… L

Since Nixon had already heard so much, he finally knew Henry’s true intentions. However, he did

not dare to refuse directly. He stammered and did not express his stance.

Henry’s face darkened. “Think about it first, and answer me in the afternoon.” He wasn’t afraid. Nixon would disagree. After all, this was his only choice to lure Nixon into complying.

Afterward, Henry got up and walked out. “Sir, I’ll send you

off.

Nixon stood up and went forward. But when Henry reached the door, he felt a stinging pain. “You…” Henry wanted to push him away in disgust. And suddenly, his eyes widened in shock. “How dare

You?”

Henry raised his eyes and looked at Nixon. Nixon’s gaze was strangely bright and sinister, like a devil. “You leave me no choice. If I can’t live, no one can!” As he spoke, his arm tightened around Henry’s neck. His thumb, pressing on the syringe, quickly injected the contents into Henry’s artery.

“Let… let go!” Henry’s face was abnormally red. The veins on his neck bulged as he struggled with all his might. He shook off Nixon and slammed himself against the door with a loud bang.

Henry instinctively covered the needle hole, and he felt chemicals mixed with his blood gushed out. “Ugh…” His breath caught in his throat. He took a deep breath and stumbled out. “Someone,

someone…

However, Nixon quickly stepped forward and grabbed the back of Henry’s collar. He pulled him. back and threw him to the floor.

“You beast!” Henry said weakly. He struggled to get up and felt a sharp pain in his chest. He fell back heavily. His eyeballs protruded, and the veins on his forehead were popping and throbbing.

Upon hearing the word ‘beast‘, Nixon exploded in anger. He went forward and stepped on Henry’s chest ruthlessly.

“What right do you have to call me that? I may have come from a lowly background, but that doesn’t make me worse than a mindless beast! And what about you? How do you think your family started? How did you get your wealth? Operating illegally and trafficking organs. You forced me to

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do those things! Then, you broke me up with Matilda and sold your daughter for your goal. Do you think you’re a noble person?”

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Nixon’s breath was rushed as he continuously stomped on Henry’s chest and face. “I’ve charged into battle for you. I’ve done all the dirty work for you. You can sit back and enjoy the fruits of my

labor. So why can’t you see me as your equal? What right do you have to look down on me? Now to sacrifice me and make me a scapegoat to protect your wealth and reputation? In your dream, you sick f*ck! Do you think I’m a three–year–old child you can coax however you want? I’m no longer the hothead from 20 years ago.”

Nixon’s emotions were burning. He disregarded the state of the man he stomped on. “You’re the chairman. You’re the real person in charge of the hospital and should be taking responsibility. Don’t worry, I’ll help you keep the hospital, and everything in the Fraley family, and take good care of it. I’ll even give you a glorious burial. You can die in peace! Hahaha…”

Nixon crazily trampled on Henry while venting his anger. After a while, he realized that the person under his feet had stopped breathing at some point. His body was twisted, and white foam was coming out of his mouth. His eyes were bulging, and he died with his eyes wide open. The clothes. on his chest were covered in footprints. If Nixon pulled open his clothes, he could see they were covered in bruises. This kind of death was something Henry would expect. He died at the hands of an inferior person and humiliated.