After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire
Chapter 466 The Game (9) Threaten Henry

Chapter 466 The Game (9) Threaten Henry

Manuel fell into long silence in the office. He knew what Hannah meant. If he spared Henry, it meant he was gonna lose Susan forever. If not, Henry would fall out with the Phillips family. He wasn't sure whose side Susan would be on.

He picked up a cigarette and stood up from the chair without the help of the walking stick. His left leg could stand his weight but still limped while walking. He stood by the French window, smoking in a daze. In the end, he chose to leave him be.

He'd made up his mind long ago and couldn't eat his words out of the blue. He had tried but it didn't make any difference. Now, he would not change what had happened. He put out the cigarette and dialled a number.

"Henry."

"Manuel?" there came Susan's voice from the other end of the phone.

Manuel pursed his lips and said, "I'd like to speak to Henry."

"He's cooking. What's the matter?" Susan was confused.

"About work."

"It's Saturday today!" Susan said unhappily.

"OK. Then I'll call him on Monday." Saying it, Manuel was about to hang up.

"Hold on." Susan stopped him, "I'll give the phone to him." She was afraid that Henry would miss something important.

"Thanks," Manuel said politely and distantly.

Susan suddenly got upset for no reason, but she was calm, then she gave the phone to Henry, "Honey, your phone." "Who is it?"

"Manuel."

Henry frowned tightly.

"He said it was about work."

"OK, honey. Please keep an eye on the broiled pork in the pan. Be careful not to get burned by the boiling oil." Henry took over the phone and told Susan softly. "OK."

Manuel heard that, too. They were lovey-dovey there. Then he heard Henry's indifferent voice, "What's up?"

"You got a minute? I'd like to talk with you." Manuel said.

"You know I'm in Susan's place. So, no."

"OK. I can wait." Manuel said peacefully.

"About what?" Henry still couldn't help to ask.

"About work." Manuel continued, "I can't tell you clearly over the phone. We'd better talk about it face to face." "Urgent?"

"Yes."

"I'll go meet you after lunch. Where are you?"

"In the office."

"I'll see you in your office at 2 pm."

"OK."

Henry hung up the phone and went into the kitchen from afar, then told Susan, "Manuel said there was work for me, and told me to meet him in his office at 2 pm." "He must do it on purpose! He's so annoying! Didn't he know it's Saturday?" Susan was pissed.

"Maybe it's something important."

"I think he's making it hard for you," Susan said firmly.

Henry didn't say a word and looked like he was sucking it. He intended to make Susan hate Manuel.

"He's my boss. Don't be mad. We've got another day tomorrow, right? I'll take you out to the field and have a walk."

"OK. Deal!" Susan heard it and burst out smiling.

"Deal."

They cooked and ate together and looked sweet. It was different when she stayed with Manuel, a cold fish.

Manuel sat in his office and answered the phone, "Mum."

"Did you eat well today?" Justine asked.

"Yep, sure." Manuel looked at the fast food on the desk and said.

"Really?" Justine doubted it, "Are you eating fast food?"

"Yep."

"I've told you not to. It does no good to your stomach." Justine got mad and said, "You and Oscar have the tummy bug. It's a family disease. I told you so many times to take care of your stomach. Well, I'll just call Tia to come back to cook and deliver the food to your office."

"Don't overreact. That's way too much."

"I insist. I'll tell Tia to move to your apartment right away..."

"Mum, chill out. Tia is a young girl, but if you tell her to move into my apartment, that will ruin her reputation. People are gonna gossip and judge her. How can she marry a good guy in the future?" Manuel suggested, "Let's do it like this. Tia won't live in my place. Just tell her to bring me meals every day. That's it."

"It will work" Justine agreed without hesitation, "In a word, take care of yourself. I don't want to see you ruin yourself because of Susan."

"I won't." Manuel denied it.

"I don't buy it."

"Mum, Edward asked about you the other day." Manuel switched the topic.

"He's called, but I don't want to be with him right now. Stay out of it." Justine said carelessly.

"Edward is good to you."

"We'll see." Justine seemed to be uninterested in it, "I'm up to my neck. Gotta run."

"OK." Manuel put down the phone, looked at the unsavoury fast food in front of him, and stopped taking another bite of it.

At 2 pm, someone knocked at the door.

"Come in," Manuel said coldly. Henry pushed the door open and looked back to say to someone, "Wait for me in the office. I'll be back when I'm done."

Manuel couldn't see who was at the door, but he could have guessed it right. Then he saw Henry close the door and walk in.

He put on a poker face and said impatiently, "What is it about?"

Manuel glanced at him and said, "About Sawyer Group's one-billion loan."

Hearing it, Henry looked a little panic in his eyes, though he had tried hard to hide it.

"It's done through the formal procedures. What's the problem with it?" Henry said impatiently.

Manuel took out a copy of the mortgage statement instead of arguing with him.

Henry frowned. He had told people in the archives office that no one could make a copy of this set of documents, and that they must let him know first even the Mr Chairman wanted it. But how did Manuel get that? He remained calm but was thinking hard in his mind.

Of course, Manuel didn't get it directly from the archives office.

All documents on file must be reviewed and approved online, and the electronic records were the top secrets of the clients. Only one person in the company had access to them. No one else could acquire the files unless he got the signatures of approval from the board. Besides, only the judicial department could be accessible to them. All in all, it was a hell of a job. Henry never imagined that Manuel could have acquired an electronic copy of the document.

Undoubtedly, Manuel didn't acquire it through the formal procedure as well. He hacked the company intranet and stole the file. But there was no need for him to explain everything to Henry. Then he took the two house property certificates in hand and said, "They're fake."