Lahat ng Kabanata ng I Stole The Don's Heart: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Henry’s POV The snow is still falling even though today is the end of the year. I get into the car, and Jack drives me to the Starlight Sands Casino. This is the biggest deal of the year, so I have to go by myself. If I can sign this contract, my company will be able to trade on the Silk Road in the Asia Pacific region. So I need to win the game to sign the contract. This rule has been in effect for one hundred years. According to the initial arrangement, I can only bring one man along. So I went with Jack, as usual. In the car, I stare at Sarah through my phone. She appears dejected in front of the Chanel store. Does she want to purchase those clothes? I frown, looking at her for a while. I suppose she might go to meet Victor and report everything about me to him but not. As she moves, I put my phone in my pocket because we've arrived at the casino. "Here we are!" Jack raises his voice. As I walk out of the car, the chilly air brushes my skin, and snowflakes fall around me

Henry’s POV.How many? It has eight… no ten henchmen. They have hidden muscle, two by the bar, one is behind the pillar. Jack moves faster. A sharp crack echoes through the casino as Jack drives his elbow into the man’s throat.Snap.The man collapses before the scream fully leaves his mouth. Nikolai leans forward, resting his chin on the skull of his cane. “Well,” he says, standing up slowly from his throne, “If you don’t want to play League of Legend, then we would fight in the real world instead.”The atmosphere shifts again. I step closer to him, and my eyes narrow as his words settle in the air. I let out a slow breath, glancing at the men standing in the shadow. They are disciplined now, completely different from the team I have met earlier. I shift my gaze back to Nikolai, “I don’t have time to play with you, kid. The dead is the deal. You lose the game.”“Enough.” The voice cuts through the air like a blade.The footsteps echo across the marble floor. An old man walks forward,

Henry’s POV.I take over Victor’s mansion and Jack drives Sarah and me back to our home. I don’t ask her why she was at Victor’s house and she also doesn’t ask me why I knew she was here and came to save her. We keep distant afterward. In the road, we keep silent in the car and Jack drives us home in peace.Morning tomorrow, I decide to organize a vocal class for maids in my house. I do it for Sarah especially, but still I let other maids attend to the class. There are so many elite people became my maids last year. Today is the first day of the year 2026, and I want to gift Sarah by the class in the new year. I head out to my office at 6:00 AM. I don’t have a day off and I don’t need it. I’m a workaholic person, and I’m tough as nail. Our company is brutal workplace. We apply 996 – 9:00 AM to 9:00 PM, 6 days a week.The office is quiet as I take a sip of coffee. I stand by the window, the first light of the year stretching thin across the horizon, pale gold bleeding into the remnant

Henry’s POV.Jack stands across from my desk with posture straight. I will find out who her grandfather is? Why did he do that with Sarah? So Jack helps me some investigation works that I don’t want to do it myself directly.I don’t look up. “Talk.”“We captured one of them. Not dead yet.”Now I look up.“…Where?”“He’s in basement at interrogation room.”Good.I close the file slowly, placing it on the desk with precision.“Let’s go.”The air in the basement is colder than the rest of the house.The man is tied to a chair when I walk in. Blood stains his shirt, his head hanging low, breathing shallow but alive.I drag a chair across the floor and sit in front of him, crossing one leg over the other.“No introductions,” I say calmly. “You already know who I am.”He laughs weakly, blood slipping from the corner of his mouth. “Henry Lincoln…”I lean forward. “Who sent you?”He spits blood to the side. “You think… I’d betray—”His breathing turns ragged, panic breaking through whatever t

Henry’s POV.The words settle between us, quiet but heavy, and for a moment I don’t respond. She nods, her fingers still gripping the blanket as if it’s the only stable thing in her world right now. I take a step closer to the bed, my gaze dropping briefly to the bandage wrapped around her head before returning to her eyes. “Do you remember anything else?”She shakes her head slowly, wincing just slightly at the movement.Then I step closer again, stopping right beside her bed, close enough that she has to tilt her head slightly to keep looking at me. My phone vibrates, and I check it, it shows Emily Walton calls me. She wants to come to pick me up as she texts me and let me know she’s here.“I gotta go,” I say.“…Henry.”I pause at the door, glancing back at her.“Thank you,” she says quietly.I get out of the mansion and get in the Emily’s car. The car passes by in front of my mansion.Emily sits beside me in the backseat, composed as always, her posture perfect, her expression calm