Chapter 511


    Chapter 511


    Chris had a good sense of smell.


    "Ha ha!"


    Henry smiled and said, "What are you talking about? I''m the only one here. You must be kidding.."


    "Really?"


    Chris asked in disbelief.


    "Of course real. Have a seat."


    Henry quickly changed the topic and said with a smile.


    Chris sat down on a chair.


    Seeing the broken deck chair on the ground, Chris asked curiously, "Grandpa, what''s going on?"


    Henry tried to exin it, "Nothing. There might be some problems with that chair. It broke into pieces


    for some reason just now."


    Chris began to think about it.


    Henry was such a cunning man.


    Definitely, the chair wouldn''t break itself.


    Chris had sharp eyes. He could tell that the chair was broken by someone with mighty force.


    Was Henry a master of martial arts?


    At the thought of this, Chris became vignt.


    At the same time, he took a meaningful look at Henry.


    Henry''s hair stood on end when he saw the doubt in Chris''s eyes.


    Henry was afraid that Chris could read his mind.


    "Haha!" Chrisughed and said, "What a pity. I''ll ask someone to send a new chair here another day."


    Chris didn''t intend to ask more.


    Henry breathed a sigh of relief.


    He waved his hand and said, "No, thanks. It''s just a chair. Forget it."


    After saying that, Henry stopped beating around the bush and came straight to the point, "Chris, what


    brings you here sote at night?"


    Henry was sure that Chris came here for something serious.


    Chris came just after he went out of Michael''s vi.


    Did he find anything about Henry''s secret?


    Henry became alert at once.


    Chris smiled and said, "Nothing. I''m just here to give you a gift."


    A gift?


    Something unpleasant urred to Henry.


    When he was celebrating his eighth birthday, Chris sent him a coffin.


    Besides, it was said that Chris had just sent Michael a coffin, too.


    This made Henry very resistant to Chris''s gift.


    Would this bastard send him something again just like the coffin?


    Henry waved his hand and said, "No, thanks. I don''t need anything here. Don''t give me any gift."


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    Henry tried his best to refuse.


    Chris smiled and said, "Grandpa, this is just a small gift. I hope you can ept it."


    Henry didn''t want the gift at all.


    Ignoring Henry''s frightened look, Chris pped his hands and said, "Come on. Bring me the gift!"


    After Chris said that, Tiger walked in with a gift box in his hand.


    Henry''s pupils contracted in shock.


    Would Chris send him something scary?


    Before Henry could react, Tiger opened the box.


    There was a chess set in it.


    Seeing this, Henry breathed a sigh of relief.


    Fortunately, Chris didn''t give him a shocking gift.


    Henry was most afraid that Chris would send him something strange.


    He didn''t want those strange gifts at all.


    Henry''s expression changed so fast as he got nervous and then was relieved.


    Chris smiled and said, "Grandpa, I heard that you like ying chess in the sanatorium, so I asked the


    craftsman to use ivory to make the chess for you. It''s quite priceless."