Wife is a Lawyer

Chapter 1158: Turning the tables on the Henderson Family

"Weird?"

Edward shook his head, "You're my grandfather, how dare I."

The words dared not blame him, but with his evil and unrestrained appearance, but more like sarcasm.

"Don't dare? If you don't dare, then what are you doing here at the old mansion early in the morning

with a dozen brothers!"

Old Mr. Henderson slammed the table, furious.

An abrupt sound did not frighten Edward.

He just dined calmly, chewing slowly, with an idle and comfortable posture, and it was impossible to tell

whether he was angry or not.

Old Mr. Henderson saw that he did not say anything, so he quieted down and waited quietly for him to

finish eating.

After a long moment, Edward put down the bowl, drew out a paper towel to wipe his mouth, then pulled

something out from behind him and placed it on the table.

The maids standing in the dining room looked at Edward, but when they saw the pistol, their faces went

white for a few moments.

Old Mr. Henderson in the end is a man who has seen the world, glanced at the pistol placed on the

table, coldly smiled, "finally grown up, wings hard. Old man I can't control you anymore, it's your turn to

scare me with what I'm just playing with?"

"To make a long story short. I came here today, one, to get back the shares of the company that belong

to me; two, did you do what happened to Ashtyn? Three, what is going on with my mother's death?"

He did not want to talk nonsense with the old man, so he opened the door and said.

"Unbridled, Edward, what are you doing, how can you hold a gun on your grandfather?"

At that moment, Edward's father, who had heard the news, stormed over.

The big step to Edward's front, hand like it will be slapped towards Edward.

Edward easily reached out and clutched his wrist, "Not enough beatings since you were a kid?"

As a seven-footer, Edward has never been jealous with Flora.

But many times he was filled with internal imbalance.

Also the Henderson Family children, Dad and Grandpa can not be too nice to Flora, and to him,

indifferent to the extreme.

Even, treat Jocelynn better than he was treated.

"Look at the sinful things you've done, and Flora will be like you?"

Mr. Henderson yelled.

"Not like that? When Flora broke off her engagement with Alvin, it was just a matter of words. What

about me, when I broke off my engagement with Jocelynn, what was your reaction?"

Back then, the Henderson Family and The Grant Family made an early engagement, hoping that Flora

would marry Alvin.

But Alvin liked Adriana, and Flora didn't force the issue, so the engagement was called off.

Grandpa and Dad were against it, but they only said a few words and nothing more.

But not him. He broke off his engagement with Jocelynn, and the two were on fire, as if he had done

something unforgivable.

"Flora she is a girl. How can you be happy for the rest of your life if you marry a man you don't like?"

Mr. Henderson grunted.

Just one sentence, causing Edward to lose his smile, "What about me, will I be happy if I take

Jocelynn?"

"Jocelynn is a good kid."

"What about Alvin, Alvin is the good boy that all of you elders hang on to every day."

After an argument, all kinds of absurd excuses were pulled out.

Edward felt the unfair treatment, spare a cold heart will be fragile, easy to hurt.

"Want to get your shares back of course no problem, immediately go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a

divorce certificate, I will not freeze your property, return your shares."

Old Mr. Henderson, who had not spoken for a long time, added another sentence.

"So, beyond that, there is no room for bargaining?"

Edward pulled out a stool and sat down, smoothly pulled out a cigarette, lit it, sat across from Old Mr.

Henderson, and smoked it.

"There is no room for negotiation."

Old Mr. Henderson speaks without hesitation.

In this way, a negotiation was negotiated to death.

"There are some things to say, think before you speak. If I don't get what's mine today, then from the

time I step out the door of the Henderson Family, there will be no turning back."

"Go away, forget I ever gave birth to you."

Before Old Mr. Henderson could say anything, Mr. Henderson gave the eviction order.

The cigarette dangling from Edward's mouth jerked, and the banquet of cigarettes crashed down and

landed on the hem of his trench coat.

He did not care, but the thin lips pulled out a curve, seemingly smiling.

He, who gave them the opportunity.

It's just that ...... they don't cherish it.

Edward took his cell phone and made a call to Ricardo, "Order it down, inform the company's finance

department, sales department, logistics department, and production department that all staffs are on

vacation."

Ricardo answered the phone and hung up.

Old Mr. Henderson, who had just walked out of the restaurant, heard Edward's words and turned

abruptly to look at him, "Are you threatening? Edward, you're a little young to be playing with a big

sword in front of me. Although you have been in control of the company all these years, all the people

under your hands are my people. I'd like to see who will listen to you."

Old Mr. Henderson is extraordinarily confident.

"Really, then we'll see." Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

He spread his hands and smiled confidently.

Originally Edward did not want to tear up the face, and hoped that the family could live together in

harmony, but who knew that his father and grandfather would be so determined.

What thoughts could he have about them after breaking Edward's back?

"Edward, you're so unbelievable! I worked so hard to raise you, and this is how you repay us?"

Mr. Henderson reached out and pointed at Edward, his temples jutting out in anger, clenching his back

teeth, then turned around and looked around for something, as if he wanted to find something to hit

Edward with.

Edward crossed his legs and pretended to be indifferent.

Despite the handsome, peerless face with a cold smile of indifference, but the heart is dripping blood.

He didn't understand why the old man had repeatedly refused to let him be with Vivian. He didn't

understand why, as the eldest grandson of the Henderson Family, he was treated so unfairly.

It is clear that in this family, he is the one who gives the most.

Old Mr. Henderson stood there, the deep, dark pupils gazing at him, half a moment, step towards him.

Pulled back the stool and sat down.

Ten minutes later, the Henderson Family's old house was ringing off the hook.

"Master, the production department has stopped production there."

"All of our colleagues in the finance department have gone home."

"The sales department is closed."

"Old Mr. Henderson, several partners are pushing for the goods, but they are not coming out right now."

......

A dozen phone calls in a row have come in.

Old Mr. Henderson, who originally despised Edward, looked more and more ugly.

Bang--

He hung up the phone violently, glared at him angrily and slapped the table hard, "Edward, do you want

to rebel!"

Anger and rage.

The Henderson Family was founded by him.

Although Edward had given extremely well in the company in recent years and brought great profit to

the company, Old Mr. Henderson thought that all things and all people were under control, so he was at

ease with Edward.

At least, the simple thought that Edward could not fly out of his hands.

But it turns out that ......

Not really.

It also shows that a while ago, he left the Henderson Family willingly and did not intend to turn his back

on it. Otherwise, how could he have made such a mess of himself, preferring to spend the New Year in

The Alston family rather than coming back?