Chapter 452
Unlimited Son-In-Law Chapter 452
Someone Important But being the first to pledge his allegiance to Ss after thetter arrived in
Pollerton and by offering up all of his own assets in the process, he won the favor of Ss who went on
to appoint him as his first vanguard. Sooner orter, Ss will have to leave Pollerton, and in thetter’s
absence, Henry would rise up to be the true master of Pollerton. Thus, it had to be said that he
had chosen wisely. “Bring me a chair. I have to take a good look at the faces of all those bigwigs in
Pollerton from before, just to see whether they would shit themselves,” Henry said. A henchman with a
fancifully colored mane immediately ran over and set a chair down. Henry then sat boldly and
uninhibitedly by the doorway with his legs crossed and eyes narrowed.
“Oh, Herman. You’re here too?” Not bothering to set himself upright, Donald offered up a boisterous
greeting when he saw a man alight. Herman merely eyeballed Donald coldly before he went straight
inside the hall. “Remember that you have to hand over the shop in Southwood Emerce District
today. Hahaha…”ughed Henry after him. “Hmm. Isn’t that Crow? You are really early. Mr. Doyle’s
waiting for you already.” Henry was on a roll. He was really looking forward to seeing how Ethan,
Charles, and the others would react. Coming up to ten in the morning, Henry was starting to get a little
impatient when Charles and the others had yet to arrive. Thus, he gave Ethan a call. “Yo, what’s with
the hold-up? You’ve kept Mr. Doyle waiting for almost an hour already. You should know that there’s
going to be consequences if you don’t show yourself soon, so don’t say that I didn’t warn you!” “Let him
carry on waiting then,” Ethan’s nonchnt voice rang out. Taken aback, Henry then broke into a tirade.
“It seems to me that you’ve grown tired of living. Wait till I repeat what you’ve just said to Mr. Doyle!”
“Whatever.” Ethan’s reply was equally pointed. Being no fool himself, Henry said ambiguously, “Sounds
like you found yourself some kind of backer.”
Disinterested in tattling on with his counterpart, Ethan casually hung up. The snorting Henry was
unconvinced of Ethan’s ability to secure any kind of formidable backing. Even Neil was reluctant to get
involved in all that. With the guests continuing to stream in, Henry psyched himself up upon seeing a
couple approach. It’s Arnaldo Wilson and his daughter Reina! Henry finally got to his feet. “You’rete,
Arnaldo, and Mr. Doyle is very displeased!” Arnaldo only regarded him ndly. “Really.” “Aren’t you
afraid that Mr. Doyle would have your head?” said Henry in an attempt to demand some respect for
himself. Arnaldo’s gaze gradually turned frosty. “Why is a cur like you even trying to issue threats
around here?” Stunned, Henry then roared, “You’re a dead man. You’re never getting out of Pollerton
alive!” Arnaldo went on to ignore him and led Reina inside. Holton and Ynda arrived shortly after, but
Henry made no attempt to taunt them, for he knew that Holton was no pushover, and Ynda,
especially, had a reputation for being ruthless. At eleven sharp, Henry finally spotted Charles, Zayne,
Tyson, and Ethan arrive in concert. Returning to his post on the chair, Henry smiled broadly at the lot of
them. He then lifted his wrist to check the time.
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“Late for almost two hours. Boy, you lot are in trouble now!” Coming up to him, Charles towered over
him before sending a backhand across thetter’s face. “Mind your own damned business!” Taken by
surprise, Henry felt the impetus to blow his top. But at the sight of the considerable number of
bodyguards behind Charles, he could only muster up a sneer. “You won’t be cocky for much longer.
From this day on, you’ll no longer be the richest man in Pollerton!” Charles could not be bothered with
him. His crew quietly waited in the lift lobby, as though they were awaiting the arrival of someone
important. Shortly after, a man dressed in a suit with his hair pulled back into a ponytail appeared
outside of the ss door. The shell-shocked Henry eximed, “You’re alive, Donald Campbell. To think
that you’d dare show yourself around here. Mr. Doyle has been looking everywhere for you!”