CHAPTER 449: CHAPTER 445: AT WORST, A LIFE-AND-DEATH STRUGGLE (1)

He only felt his body gradually losing control, Henry Johnson grabbed his collar and swung a heavy punch. A trace of blood stained his lips as he struggled to raise his hand, using his thumb to wipe it away.

"Let me go, let me go!" Sophie Smith screamed exhaustively. Every time, for her, he had to endure so much pain.

Henry Johnson did not stop, punch after punch.

His clean shirt was stained with crimson blood, and he lay on the ground gasping for air.

No one knew how much time had passed; perhaps Henry Johnson was exhausted, and he finally stopped.

Christopher Smith weakly opened his eyes, looking at Asher Land lying on the ground and the heartbroken Sophie, a tear slipped from his old eyes.

He never expected Henry Johnson would actually kidnap him. Before, Henry was always by Oliver Johnson’s side; he had no guard against him. He thought he, like Oliver, was concerned about him.

"Little Sophie..." Christopher’s raspy voice sounded, and Sophie looked over in surprise.

"Dad, are you okay? I’m sorry; it’s my fault for not taking good care of you..."

Christopher looked at Sophie’s bulging belly, his eyes reddening. His daughter was only a few months away from giving birth, yet she had to endure so much pain and suffering because of him, who was useless.

"Little Sophie, it’s Daddy who’s sorry for you..."

"Stop with the sentiments!" Henry Johnson sneered, throwing the iron rod in his hand to the ground. He took a contract handed over by his assistant and tossed it onto Asher Land.

Asher struggled to stand from the ground, spat out a mouthful of dirty blood, picked up the contract from the ground, and signed his name without hesitation.

Christopher had a hint of astonishment in his eyes. This man was willing to make such a huge sacrifice, just for his worthless life?

Henry took the contract from Asher’s hand, glanced at it, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Asher Land, I’m going to take back everything you took from my brother!"

What Henry did today was entirely without informing Oliver Johnson; it was his own decision.

Upon learning the situation from his assistant, Oliver hurriedly dialed Henry’s phone number many times, but Henry never answered.

He drove rapidly on the road, his anxiety escalating.

The call finally connected, and the assistant handed the phone to Henry.

Henry glanced at the number on the phone screen, a subtle, unreadable smile forming at his lips.

"Big brother."

As soon as he spoke, Sophie abruptly raised her head.

Was it Oliver?

"Henry Johnson! What have you done behind my back? Release the people immediately!" Oliver roared.

"Big brother, didn’t you say you were going to C City for a meeting? How do you have time to call me?"

"I don’t want to hear your nonsense; release them now!" Oliver had lost his patience.

Henry looked at Sophie, whose eyes were filled with hope, and suddenly, his lips curled upwards.

"Big brother, don’t worry. Christopher is with us; I will definitely make Asher sign the share transfer documents. At worst, as you said, we’ll go down together..."

Sophie’s eyes suddenly dimmed.

Go down together?

Could it be that Oliver was really the mastermind behind this conspiracy? He had already deceived her once; why was there a second time...