Chapter 122 Have I Allowed You to Die?

Even in death, the captain's expression was still one of disbelief, deep fear, and pain. Seeing this , Lennox couldn't figure out what he had encountered before his death.

"This..." Lennox's body was shaking; he was still holding the head in shock. This was how a real serial killer acted! Even several death row inmates had fallen prey to his savagery. Lennox had exhausted all his strategies to subdue him.

He didn't expect any of this.

"Stefano, did you do this?" Antonio came in and slightly frowned, "Are you learning from me?"

"I didn't!" Stefano quickly denied it. He didn't want to learn anymore, lest General would not take him along in the future.

Alessia looked at Antonio and felt her body chilling; she could hardly breathe. It was an almost visible killing intent, not something she, a weak woman, could face.

"Contain it!" Henry scolded, then gently patted Alessia's shoulder. He didn't expect her to be so frightened that she trembled and hid in his arms.

Feeling the woman's body in his arms, Henry was helpless, "Look at what you've done. You’re scaring her."

He didn't want to push Alessia out of his arms, so he ignored her for now, turned his head to look at Lennox, and said with a smile, "You and your subordinates seem to have a good relationship. Even in this state, you are still willing to hold him."

Only then did Lennox wake up and throw the head away fiercely.

"Henry, we can really work together!"

"I will help you deal with other families, contribute money and effort... anything is fine. Not to mention the shares of the White Group, even if it's the entire assets of the White family, I am willing to give up ninety percent, all to you!"

"I just ask you to spare the White family."

Lennox was scared. He didn't know how to deal with the young man in front of him. He could only kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.

Henry watched quietly.

Alessia also turned her face to look, her eyes full of hatred and sorrow.

If it weren't for Henry, she didn’t know she would have survived from this so-called family head. She would have been wronged and spent her life in prison.

Thinking of that, Alessia felt like she was about to faint.

"But I really hold grudges." Henry said lightly, "You framed me and made me run for seven years. This matter cannot be forgotten."

Lennox's eyes flashed with hesitation, and then he waved his hand while kneeling, "I... I didn't know about this at the time! I found out later, but it was too late. The one who planned all this was someone else!"

"Oh? Who?" Henry raised an eyebrow, with a mocking look on his face.

"Don't just push out a scapegoat and think you can get away with it. After all, Alessia is also a member of the White family. It's not something a small fry would dare to do."

Lennox gritted his teeth and pointed at Anthony next to him, "It... it was him! It was his jealousy of Alessia that led to all this! He is the direct eldest grandson, the future family head. If the side branch grows stronger, it will definitely affect his position, so he did it!"

"Anthony?" Alessia was stunned, her eyes now filled with even more hatred. No wonder Anthony always targeted her.

Henry didn't point out the doubt, but just smiled faintly, "The person who framed me must be punished severely, right?"

"Yes!" Lennox squeezed out a smile, looking at his most beloved grandson.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?" Anthony had been shocked by so many changes today, so he was a bit dumbfounded. But upon hearing Lennox's accusations, he instinctively felt danger.

‘My good grandson, Grandpa spoils you so much, now it's time for you to spoil Grandpa,’ Lennox murmured in his heart, then suddenly grabbed Anthony's head and slammed it hard against the edge of the table.

Anthony was unprepared, and a wound broke open on his head instantly. Blood flowed out, and he lay on the ground, writhing in pain.

Lennox was crying as he picked up a chair next to him and smashed it down on Anthony's body, over and over again.

After dozens of hits, Anthony lay on the ground, motionless.

Having killed his own grandson with his own hands, Lennox calmed down instead, and asked mournfully, "Henry, the one who hurt you back then, I've killed him. Now, we're even, right?"

"The one who hurt me is dead?" Henry laughed at this point, "Lennox, you're really confused. Do you really think I would believe that Anthony was the one who did this?"

"You are actually the one standing at the end. Even the whole ordeal with Simone was initiated by you because you thought that if I married into the Costa family, the Miller family would also rise slowly. So, when you tried to suppress Alessia, you also wanted to suppress the momentum of the Miller family's development. Only Simone, that fool, is complacent and really thinks he planned all this."

Lennox was shocked. These things were his deepest thoughts, and he had told them to no one. How did Henry know?

"I've seen too many people like you." At this point, Henry felt a bit nostalgic, "When I was in North State, on the battlefield, I saw more schemes and tricks than you, a wealthy family head in a comfortable state, could ever imagine!"

Everyone thought that the struggle for power among wealthy families would be complicated, but they didn't know that there were more terrifying tactics on the battlefield of blood and fire.

Stealing credit, inflating numbers with civilian heads, factional pressure, potential mutinies...

Divide and conquer, spies, endless beheading plans, wars that use millions of soldiers as chess pieces and the whole world as a chessboard...

Henry, from a small soldier, reached the top of North State within seven years. In terms of cunning, he was already too slick.

Fortunately, now that he had reached this point, there were very few people who could directly manipulate him due to his status.

"You knew all this and had no intention of letting me go, yet you watched me kill my grandson?!"

Lennox pointed at Henry, screaming in agony. Tears, snot, and blood were flowing down his face.

Henry looked at him coldly, "Isn't it more interesting this way?"

Lennox clenched his fist and rushed out. When Stefano and Antonio subconsciously tried to block him, Henry felt a bit sentimental.

"I didn't expect Lennox to have the courage to commit suicide."

Sure enough, after running two steps, Lennox suddenly turned around and ran towards the window on the other side, crashing through it.

He had seen that Henry could easily crush him, but he didn't do so. It was clear that he wanted to torture him severely.

If he was going to die anyway, he might as well choose his own way out.

Lennox thought despairingly, and at the same time, he felt sorry for the heads of the other three major families.

He was just the beginning. They would suffer fates worse than his.

Outside the window was the high altitude of the 30-story White Group building. Jumping down would end it all.

However, the moment his body fell out of the window, Antonio, alerted by Henry, quickly rushed out and grabbed Lennox's body.

Lennox's heart sank into the abyss as he heard Henry's cold voice, "Lennox, have I allowed you to die?"