Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 97

Prev Chapter
Background

Font family

Font size

Line hieght

Full frame
Yes No

No line breaks
Yes No
Next Chapter

Han turned on his heels. Sasha looked at him walking away, appalled. She had to make

him stay, or her plans would fail and she would be killed. She was at her wit’s end.

Once again, someone spoke into her earpiece, and her eyes widened. With new-found

confidence, she said to Han, “Even if you have no feelings for this woman, you don’t want

her dead body to be found here, do you?”

To her relief, Han stopped. He turned to scowl at Sasha. She continued, following the voice

in her earpiece, “After all, you owe it to her for mistreating her all these years. It would

also be a walk in the park for you to save her. So, why not?”

After a long pause, Han spoke. “Why should I save someone I don’t care about?” He

sneered, “Nonetheless, you’ve got my attention. Tell me, what do you want?”

“I want an assignment of the contract you’ve signed with Jackson Lamere in Saint Ville,”

replied Sasha, repeating after the man speaking into her earpiece.

Han gaped at her in astonishment. “Shawn Ford,” he said without a shadow of a doubt.

Leah did not know what the contract was about, but it must have been a big deal for

Sasha to put herself into this much trouble. She could not help him while being tied to a

chair, but she did not want to owe him anything. “Go away, Han. I don’t need you to save

me.”

Han stared at Leah with mixed feelings. He realized how thin she was, and for a brief

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

moment, he felt sorry for her. He thought about what Sasha said; he could not tell if the

feeling he had for Leah was love or guilt.

He tightened his grip and decided he would never love this woman. He took a deep

breath, “Let’s make it clear. I am only doing this for Mr. and Mrs. White, not for you.”

Leah was dumbstruck. She gaped at him as he took out his phone to make a call. “Please

draft an assignment of contract to transfer the project we signed earlier to the Ford

Group.”

Han gave his orders while glowering at Sasha. It was clear as day to him who was

manipulating Sasha into this. It has to be Shawn.

On the other end, Shawn was monitoring them in the warehouse through a security

camera. He looked at Leah on the screen intensely, feeling a rush of adrenaline.

“Interesting,” he cackled.

He had been trying to one-up Han for the past ten years they had known each other to no

avail. Han was impeccable. Shawn couldn’t find his Achilles’ heel until now. It was a

gamble of luck to kidnap Leah; Shawn was thrilled to see this had successfully gotten to

Han.

After he got off the call with Han, Ben was puzzled by the request to transfer the contract,

but he did as told nonetheless. Half an hour later, he called Han, “Mr. Howard, it’s done.”

Shawn saw an incoming call from Ben and he knew his plan worked. He spoke into the

earpiece excitedly, “We’ve done it!” Sasha was overjoyed. Shawn continued, “You’ve done

well. You’ll be rewarded when you return.”

Sasha had no idea about the reward, but she was on cloud nine nevertheless. She could

not believe it; she had won in a confrontation with Han.

On the other hand, Leah was uneasy. Han had given away the deal he worked so hard on

to someone else to save her. She knew he poured his blood, sweat and tears into this

project. She also knew she shouldn’t feel bad, he already said he did not do this for her.

“Can you let her go now?” Han glared at Sasha. Sasha scowled at Leah and she grumbled,

“Of course, you may now bring her out of here.”

Sasha was baffled by the fact everyone liked Leah. Even Han, who hated Leah’s guts,

would agree to a tall order to save Leah. Sasha untied Leah before she shoved her toward

Han.

Leah staggered and fell into Han’s arms. She quickly regained her balance. She smoothed

her hair while apologizing, “I’m sorry.”

“You are so stupid, Leah,” Han said harshly. She was startled to hear him scolding her. She

glanced up at him. He stared at her innocent eyes and his heart skipped a beat.

“Only you would fall into such a stupid trap,” said Han dryly before turning to leave. “Let’s

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

go. Next time…” He didn’t manage to finish his sentence.

He could not believe what happened. Furious, he pushed Leah away. He put his hand over

the wound on his waist. The blood drained from his face as he felt excruciating pain.

Sasha cackled behind him. Leah’s voice quavered as she apologized repeatedly to him,

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry…” Han tried to steady himself as dizziness began to set in.

He looked at the stab wound on his waist and he turned to look at Leah, outraged. “What

have you done, Leah?” He saved her and she stabbed him with a dagger.

“I’m sorry, but I had to do this,” Leah tried to remain calm, but she was collapsing on the

inside. “Sasha would only tell me where Ian is if I stab you. Don’t worry though, this

shouldn’t be fatal.”

Han chuckled. Now he knew why Leah and he could never be friends or lovers. She never

once stood up against him when he treated her poorly in the past. Yet the one time he

tried to do something nice for her, she stabbed him in the back, literally.

He wobbled toward her. He wanted to yell at her, but he was in too much pain. He

commanded her through gritted teeth, “Get out.”

Leah was shaking like a leaf. Sasha cracked up with tears of laughter. “Oh my god, I didn’t

think you’d do it. You’ve stabbed Han to save Ian!”

“Everyone says you love Han to bits, but look at you now. You’ve stabbed the man you

love in the back. Do you really love him?” Sasha shook with laughter.

Report chapter Comments

Begging For A Reconciliation

Notify