Chapter 107: Chapter 107

Later, the stalemate was broken because Sarah Grant rushed in.

She heard from her brother’s men that Henry Willow was at the bar again, and was so anxious that she didn’t even change out of her pajamas. She hurriedly asked the driver to rush over, her mind solely focused on stopping her boyfriend from having an affair behind her back, seeing no one else but Henry Willow.

Sarah Grant directly squeezed through the confrontation between Conrad Sterling and Finn Grant, pushing her brother aside, and slapped Henry Willow in the face.

Henry Willow, who had been ignored and treated as a background figure all along, was still a bit uncomfortable becoming the focus of attention so suddenly.

He pushed his numb left cheek with his tongue and then endured the flurry of blows raining down on his chest like a storm of pear blossom fists.

"Didn’t you promise me you wouldn’t mess around and wouldn’t come to places anymore? You liar! Scoundrel! Shameless! Bastard! You’re not human..."

Sarah Grant’s punches were not powerful, but her cursing was fierce. It seemed like she was hurling every word of abuse she had heard over the past twenty years onto Henry Willow, berating him non-stop for five minutes with no repeats.

Henry Willow just stood there, letting her hit and scold him, neither avoiding nor dodging. He even took off his own jacket and draped it over Sarah Grant the moment he snapped back from the daze of the slap.

Sarah Grant couldn’t handle such tenderness, and her momentum was halved in an instant. Her originally angry big eyes filled with tears, and her fists shifted to actively wrap around Henry Willow’s neck, burying her face in his chest, feeling extremely aggrieved: "You bad guy!"

Henry Willow naturally patted her hair, speaking in a doting tone: "Alright, don’t catch a cold because of a bad guy like me."

Seeing this scene, Finn Grant instantly became unhappy.

He immediately broke up the pair, pulling Sarah Grant away from Henry Willow, puzzled by his sister: "Why are you hugging him? If this bastard is such a scoundrel, then just kick him to the curb."

"Your brother makes a good point," Henry Willow nodded in agreement.

Hearing this, Sarah Grant displeasedly glared at Finn Grant: "Brother, stop scaring him! Henry often talks about breaking up with me, and it’s all your fault for putting too much pressure on him!"

"I already said I don’t need some successful and elite man. No matter how rich he is, so what? Those people only have work and interests in their minds. Living with them for a lifetime is too dull. I just like someone like Henry. I don’t need him to be overly capable. Our Grant Family has money anyway. As long as he can make me happy, that’s enough. Didn’t you and grandpa always say that my happiness is the most important?"

"For the Grant Family, indeed, your happiness is the most important. But take a look in the mirror and see if you’re truly happy now. What’s flowing from your eyes now? Can you count the tears you’ve shed for him since you got together?"

Hearing this, Sarah Grant quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, trying to erase the evidence: "That’s my business, not yours!"

"You say it’s not my business? Do you even realize that if it weren’t for me today, your Henry would have gone to a hotel with another woman!"

Anna Thornton was slightly stunned when Finn Grant suddenly pointed at her. It seemed this big shot hadn’t settled things with her yet. She had returned all the money to him. What made him think she would cooperate in playing along with him?

But looking at the entangled emotions between Miss Grant and Henry Willow, Anna Thornton was speechless.

Foolish! She could only call it foolish! Being a woman, the biggest mistake is being too humble in a relationship. This Sixth Miss Grant is so in love with Henry Willow that she’s forsaken herself, bound to get hurt eventually.

Actually, her brother wanted her to break free from being lost in a man sooner, which wasn’t a bad thing; it’s just the method was too aggressive, and he found the wrong actress.

Sarah Grant looked at Anna Thornton, scanning her from top to bottom, head to toe, with the gaze of a woman sizing up a rival.

Sarah Grant found that this woman seemed to be a bit prettier than herself, her figure better, and her aura more outstanding...

But she wouldn’t admit defeat. After all, Sarah Grant was still an undergraduate, and she believed that her looks and aura hadn’t fully developed yet. In the future, she might not be inferior to anyone, so she fearlessly walked over to Anna Thornton, holding her head high and chest out to confront her head-on.

Seeing her approach, Anna Thornton took a step back defensively. She really didn’t want to get into a catfight. Why should women make it hard for each other, going life and death over a man?

If a catfight was truly unavoidable, then Anna Thornton’s opponent should be Marilyn Ford, after all, Conrad Sterling was her real target.

"What are your demands? Name your price. After taking my money and benefits, you’re not allowed to approach my boyfriend again."

Anna Thornton thought Sarah Grant would treat her as hysterically as she did Henry Willow but was surprised that she was more peaceful with a ’rival’.

Issues that could be solved with money weren’t issues. Anna Thornton liked this kind of amicable and negotiable exchange mode.

"Miss Grant, why do you think you can make someone leave your boyfriend just by giving them money?" Anna Thornton asked.

"Who doesn’t love money? Take the money, live lavishly, have the life you want, and any man you desire! Just stop pestering my boyfriend."

"You’re right, but people’s desires are endless. You want to spend money to buy peace, but the more money you leak, the less peace you’ll find. Once people know they can get money by seducing your boyfriend, all sorts of disgraceful people will come along."

Hearing this, Sarah Grant frowned.

She knew there was some truth in Anna Thornton’s words, so she asked her, "Then what do you suggest? How do I deal with women like you who just won’t go away?"

"There may be countless women in this world, but the man you fancy is only one."

Anna Thornton generally had no time to play relationship adviser, but seeing how Sarah Grant was utterly controlled by Henry Willow, she couldn’t bear it.

So she gave her a little reminder: "Focus your energy spent on dealing with rivals on the man you like, and you’ll get twice the result with half the effort."

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"Do you think the current situation makes him any less annoyed with you? Plus, casting aside all distracting thoughts might open your eyes to many things. It’s not clear who will tire of whom first."

Henry Willow couldn’t let Sarah Grant keep talking with Anna Thornton. Anna Thornton’s level was too high, and Sarah Grant was a novice easily led astray. Not to mention the advice Anna Thornton was offering was too wicked. She intended to turn Sarah Grant, the little clingy girl, into Clingy Girl 2.0. How could Henry Willow survive that?

Anna Thornton proved herself to be a formidable candidate for Conrad Sterling’s future wife. If these two became a couple, it would be chaos! They were both skilled at causing trouble!

Henry Willow quickly pulled Sarah Grant back into his embrace, exerting maximum boyfriend power before she could react: "Aren’t you tired from all this fuss in the middle of the night?"

"I am tired." Once in Henry Willow’s arms, Sarah Grant immediately became a soft little kitten and even yawned.

"Let’s go, I’ll take you back to sleep."

Henry Willow wrapped his arm around Sarah Grant’s shoulders and headed for the bar exit, giving a signal to Conrad Sterling as they passed.

A drama needs someone to exit first to wrap up. Henry Willow drew the attention to himself, hoping Young Master Sterling would appreciate his sacrifice and not hold a grudge against him for ruining his date with Anna Thornton tonight.