chapter 29
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After my class, I met with Henry later in the day when the driver came to pick me up. We didn't discuss much because the driver was there but immediately we got home, we went to study and that was where we sat.

Henry offered me a cup of coffee which the cook had already prepared just seconds before we drove in. I was definitely sure that it was Henry that asked her to do it.

Henry was never unsure. Instead he worked from a place of preparation.

When we got to the study, he sat across from me and I told him everything that Emma said without leaving out a thing.

He didn't interrupt me even once. He only listened to what I had to say and let me finish before he asked me a simple question.

“Twelve days?” He questioned and I affirmed.

“Before the end of the month.”

“That changes everything.”

He was right. We've been working with a certain timeline but now, we won't. If we work with the twelve days that would mean that we'd have to rush and Henry hated rushed work.

“Then we need to have a meeting with the board. It's possible that she is also working with members of the board. We need to address the issue before it gets too late.”

I agreed.

If Victoria was still as vicious as I remembered her, there was no way that she wasn't working with someone from my company.

“That is probably her only source to get the address that she so badly desires.” Henry added and I knew he was right. Again.

“Why does she keep giving you information?” He suddenly asked. “Emma.”

I knew Henry would ask because honestly, it was quite dangerous on her part to share this information with me in a public place too.

“I don't know that. I also don't know the aim and why she's doing this but I know that she isn't lying about what Victoria said about Ĺily.”

Henry looked at me like he was unsure. I understood that he couldn't trust someone like Emma who betrayed me but I knew Emma too well.

“You can never trust them.” He said and I nodded.

“The question isn't about trusting her. What should we do about Victoria and Lily? Even Daniel is working with Victoria this time around.”

Henry nodded.

“Are you prepared to meet them?”

I thought about that question. Honestly, I'd never thought that I'd ever face Victoria or her ever foolish son Daniel but it is what it is.

“Honestly, no.” I sighed. “I don't think I ever want to meet them.”

“Then we need to get you prepared. We also need to get all the material ready because this is going to be a hell of a fight.”

Henry looked at me with the particular expression he used when he was deciding whether to say something.

"Go on." I said.

“You should be worried more about Victoria than Daniel. Daniel is just a coward who's trying so hard to get his mother's validation.”

Henry was not lying. Even when I lived with them. Daniel was always a baby letting his sister kick him around.

“Daniel is a frightened man who is afraid of losing everything.”

I knew he was right. I also knew that the nineteen-year-old questions were going to be in the room regardless of what I decided my goal was.

Brandon had reported that he hadn't seen Doyle in a couple of days and that was bad.

Brandon said that whoever had sent him must have found out that we know about everything.

Even though that was exactly what Emma said.

But Doyle was the last thing on my mind.

“Where's Lily?”

“She's sleeping.”

I nodded.

Someone in the company might really be working against me. At this point in my life I just had to be careful.

Emma was dangerous to be with at this time, who knew the kind of information she was giving out to Daniel. At this point, I need to work harder for the Pierce family .

"Could it be someone inside the Blackwell Corporation?" I asked.

Henry was quiet for a moment longer than usual. "It's possible. When your father built this organisation years ago.

“What about Hargrove. His leaving? Do you think its also associated?” I scratched my head. At this point, evening was a target and a suspect.

"I'll run a quiet check on internal communication patterns over the past two weeks. If someone has been in contact with anyone connected to the Pierce family or the Vane trust, it will show."

"Do it today," I said.

"Already started," he said.

Of course he had already started.

I leaned back to my chair and sighed. Today was hectic but I was glad everyone I loved was here with me. Outside the city light was shining, blighting towards buildings and traffic.

I smiled.

Thank goodness I was back home.

Outside wasn't safe either.

Victoria had said that I was becoming a problem. That I was getting better than she had thought. It didn't sound like a compliment but it made me smile.

She was worried about me, that I'd end her.

“Victoria has been working against your family for so many years and she has never had anyone stand up to her. That's why it's coming as a surprise even to her.”

"That's correct," I said. “After all, she called me an angry boy with a bank account.”

"She called me an angry boy with a new bank account," I said.

"I know. Emma told you too?”

"Yes but Victoria was wrong about the angry part," I said. "I'm not angry anymore. I was angry in the beginning. Now I'm just focused."

Henry looked at me. "Yes," he said quietly. "I know."

We sat for a moment longer and then Henry picked up his cold tea and stood.

“I think you should rest, Tomorrow will be a big day. I'll have to confirm the netting with the board and then get back to you.”

“Alright.”

He left.

Then I went to bed.

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