Chapter 88


    However, Henry merely sat ths ere quietly without any intention of stepping forward to help Josic.


    “Well, since no one has any objection, I’m more than happy to oblige.” The smirk on Quinton’s lips was


    meaningful and sarcastic. He reached out to grab Josie’s wrist and pulled the woman into his arms.


    “Don’t be afraid. You don’t suffer any loss either. I think my dad wants me to marry you.”


    “You all indeed… share the same blood. You’re disgusting” Josie tried hard to break free from


    Quinton’s clutch. Her eyes réddened, but she stubbornly held back her tears.


    “What am I still holding on to? Not only does Henry not love me, but he even wants to give me away to


    somebody else!” shemented inwardly.


    “Since you also agree with this marriage, Mr. Gibson, why don’t you let the couple spend some time


    together tonight? If they can get along well, then they can get married right away. What do you think?”


    Spike’s tone remained indifferent.


    However, he never stopped threatening Henry.


    Henry did not speak, but his fists underneath the table turned so pale that his veins bulged.


    “Mr. Gibson, as a member of the Gibson family, how much dowry are you willing to offer since the bride


    is Ms. Yates herself?” Spike got up as he spoke. From his expression, he looked as if his son had to


    sacrifice a whole lot solely by marrying Josie.


    “Dad, I don’t mind the fact that she’s having a second marriage. I’ve always had a thing for other


    people’s ex–wife, especially if she’s Mr. Gibson’s ex–wives. Quinton yanked Josie toward himself.


    Clearly, he was purposely doing so for Henry to see.


    I’ll give you 20 percent of Gibson Corporation’s original issue shares. How about that?” Henry lifted his


    hand slightly before slowly grabbing the wine ss on the table.


    Josie looked at Henry in despair.


    She scoffed inwardly, “Huh! So, I’m only a pawn Henry uses to justify transferring his shares away and


    giving the Gibson family’s assets away? Or did the father–and–son duo n this from the beginning?


    Whatever it is, in the eyes of those three people, I’m nothing but a puppet, amodity, and an asset


    to gather more fortune and power.”


    *20 percent? You control almost 100 percent of the shares, Mr. Gibson, but you’re only willing to give


    me a measly 20 percent? Don’t forget I’m actually willing to ept the fact that you’re merely giving


    away something you no longer want,”mented Quinton in a deep voice.


    “How much do you want?” Henry rose to his feet and walked over to Quinton with the ss of wine in


    his hand, staring loftily at Quinton.


    Thetter tightened his grip on Josie. To agitate Henry, he even lifted Josie’s chin and scrutinized her


    face. “Since Ms. Yates‘ beauty is really to my liking, I want half of what you have. I hope I’m not asking


    too much.”


    A snicker escaped from Henry’s lips. He tilted the ss of wine and steadily poured the wine all over


    Quinton’s face. “I could give it to you, but would you be able to take it?”


    “Henry!” Quinton was enraged.


    Henry then turned around and looked at Spike, who looked pretty upset, before speaking again.


    “You’ve been overindulging in this blockhead. If things carry on like this, we won’t know what’s going to


    happen to him next.”


    “What do you mean?” asked Spike in a cold tone.


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    “You don’t really think I’m still a teenager, do you, Mr. Spike?” Henry grabbed Quinton by the hair and


    threw thetter to the ground.


    Angered. Quinton tried to resist, but Henry stepped on him on the spot. “Before you offend somebody,


    make sure you gauge your own strength. Otherwise, you wouldn’t even know what hit you. If it hadn’t


    been for me, you’d have long met your demise abroad. The next time you see me, remember to call me


    your savior, as I’m truly your savior.”


    “Henry!” Quinton roared. With bloodshot eyes, he red at the bodyguards, who dared not act rashly.


    “Are you guys blind?”


    The bodyguards then got the hint from Spike’s gaze, and they finally stepped forward to take Henry


    down.


    Henry smashed the wine ss on one of the bodyguards and kicked thetter to the ground.


    At that moment, Henry seemed to act like a crazy man. He hurled punches at the bodyguard who


    pushed Josie down earlier. He then took off his tie, throwing his coat on Josie’s head, covering Josie’s


    eyes altogether. Wheeling around, Henry grabbed a stool and smacked it hard on his opponent.


    He looked like he was determined to im the bodyguards‘ lives.


    There was a time when Henry had reprimanded Samuel for not being calm enough when dealing with


    matters. He criticized thetter for being willful and impulsive, acting like a spoiled brat of the Turner


    family.


    Yet, at that very moment, Henry could feel that he was just as reckless himself.


    Deep down, he knew that his actions would provoke Spike. Before arriving, he had advised himself


    countless times to bear with the circumstance for the time being as well, as it was simply not the time


    for him tosh out yet.


    s, when he saw Josie being bullied, the rational part of him eventually gave in.


    “Henry! You must be crazy!” Spike mmed his hand hard on the table, his voice as cold as ice.


    Henry wiped off the blood on the back of his hand as he stared turned back and looked at Spike. “If you


    want something from me, ask from me fairly and openly. Don’t resort to tricks like this.”


    Henry turned around and nced at Josie. He then spoke again. “I was the one who called for the


    divorce, but Josie’s still the most important person in my life. Even if she isn’t my wife, she’s still the


    respectable daughter of the Gibson family! That son of yours ought to learn to show some respect first


    before discussing with me whether he’s worthy of Josie or not.”


    “Henry! Even if I’m not worthy, I’m still 100 times better than you, an illegitimate child! Do you really


    think you deserve to be called “Mr. Gibson‘ just because you’ve been adopted by the Gibson family?


    Quinton mocked, sneering as he stood up.


    Josie hid in the corner without saying a word.


    “What a crazy family… They’re all lunatics,” she thought.


    At that moment, she just wanted to run away.


    “This woman is but a puppet. Don’t forget what you promised my dad. You said that you were only


    toying with her. What you really wanted was the Gibson family’s assets!”


    Quinton shoved Henry aside and approached Josie. He then pulled off the coat that was covering her.


    “Didn’t you say it yourself that once you’ve had enough of her, you’d give her up to anyone interested?”


    Josie stared at Henry with teary eyes, her whole body trembling.


    “Jo… Let’s go home. I’ll exin to youter… Henry’s voice was shaking as well. He was scared.


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    “Jo… Henry wanted to carry Josie in his arms, but the next second, his eyes widened with shock.


    Josie stabbed the knife in her hand into Henry’s shoulder violently.


    “Damn it! Who the heck called the police?”


    A series of sirens sounded from the port of the Delisisle River.


    After cursing out loud, Quinton looked at Spike with slight panic.


    Spike spoke in a deep voice. “There’s no need to panic. This just a family dinner. Don’t tell me even the


    police wants to


    interfere in this?”


    The air in the cabin seemed to have frozen then, and Henry could only gape at Josie in disbelief.


    Josie hands that were holding the knife were still trembling, but her gaze was steady and showed


    Henry that she hated him.


    You wanted to kill me?” Henry asked with reddened eyes. Even his voice was quivering.


    He feltpletely numb.


    “You lunatic… Josie looked at Henry with nothing by terror in her eyes.


    Josic, I’ve told you before… You can never get rid of me in this life. Yes, I’m crazy. You can hate me for


    your whole life if you want!” Henry grabbed Josie’s shoulder hysterically. His expression was terrifying.


    Josie was trembling all over and wanted nothing but to escape from him.


    “I’ve told you before, Josie, that this is your fate.” Henry’s breath became heavier and heavier. He


    looked down at the blood that had soaked his shirt and held Josie forcefully and tightly in his arms.


    “You can only pray… that you don’t run into me in your next lifetime”


    “After all, we’ve already bumped into each other in this lifetime,” he remarked internally.


    The police officers got on the yacht. Among them was Samuel.


    “Someone called the police and reported that you guys were fighting and causing trouble. What’s going


    on?”


    “It’s that guy-” Quinton wanted to use Henry of starting the fight..


    “It’s our family dinner. We’ll deal with the conflicts between the siblings ourselves,” replied Spike in a


    deep voice as he shot a meaningful nce at Quinton.


    Quinton furrowed his brows as he swallowed the rest of his words.


    Jo!” It was then that Samuel barged in. He was stunned when he saw Josie covered in blood, and he


    rushed over to her. “Are. you hurt? Where are you hurt?”


    Josie finally feh–her body that was numbed with fear loosen a little. She burrowed into Samuel’s


    embrace almost subconsciously. “It’s not my blood. It’s his,” she exined, her voice trembling.


    Samuel frowned and looked at Henry with anger and doubt in his eyes.


    Truth be told, it was Henry called the police and asked Samuel toe to Delisisle River as soon as


    possible.


    Henry’s fingers went numb. He gazed at the woman who had broken free from his embrace and turned


    to cower in Samuel’s arms. His heart ached so much that his face turned pale.


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    He knew that Josie, who always used to rely on him when she was scared, would never being


    back to his side.


    To him, it was as if Josie had not stabbed the knife into his shoulder but into his heart instead.