y Stu
Chapter 899
Jesse stopped peeling the orange and stared at Harry, who said nonchalantly, “But she's just an accomplice... I just
need one of her eyes to be dug out and her tongue cut off. If my beloved father is unwilling to do it, then you'll need
to get someone to do it.”
It was at that moment when Jesse realized Siena Hompton was involved in Harry's kidnapping when he was a kid.
Harry was only four years old when Jesse came to know him.
Back then, Jesse looked down on Harry because the latter was still a child. However, he stopped feeling that way
ever since he witnessed Harry's terrifying schemes.
Jesse really wanted to find out what Harry had experienced during those couple of hours of his abduction that he
transformed into such a ruthless character. In fact, Harry was willing to wait until the very moment to get his
revenge.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSuddenly, Jesse noticed Harry frowning as if the latter wanted to vomit. Hence, Jesse quickly handed him the trash
can.
Harry threw up all the food he had that morning. He then rinsed his mouth and tossed the cup into the trash can as
well.
Jesse merely thought Harry was feeling nauseous from the pain of his wound.
He glanced at Harry's bandaged right arm and asked, “I don't understand. Your school has tons of young and pretty
girls. Why do you only like Genevieve? Why do you have to torture yourself like that just to make her pay more
attention to you? Aren't you worried about the consequences?”
Two dimples appeared on Harry's face, making his smile cute yet mesmerizing. “Because she's pretty. Her eyes are
like marbles. I really like them, but they'll rot if I take them out. So, I want to make her mine. I want to be the only
person she sees.”
Jesse shrugged as he could not understand Harry's unique fetish.
Jesse threw a piece of orange into his mouth before reporting, “I've sent someone to look into the cruise ship
incident. They found nothing even after threatening the other party with violence. It's as if the latter doesn't know
anything. My guess is that there's only one person behind this attack against Genevieve. But...”
Harry opened his eyes and glanced at Jesse.
The latter unlocked his phone and showed Harry a picture. “I've seen this person during my trip to Lostaria. He's
Osborn Carlo, the son of the biggest mafia family in Lostaria. If my memory serves me right, he's become the head
of the Carlo family last year. He wore a wig and colored contacts when he was on the cruise ship.”
Harry gazed at the handsome, mixed-blood man in the picture for several seconds. “What was he doing on the
cruise ship?”
“That day, the cruise ship was booked by a dating company for some dating event. He must be there on a hunt for
pretty girls,” Jesse guessed.
He then bent over and whispered to Harry, “My informant tells me Osborn had a meal with an officer of Baykeep
not long ago. Apparently, he wants to bring Felix down.”
Harry raised his brow and asked in confusion, “He's a foreign mafia. What kind of grudge can he have against the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmfamous Zeigler family?”
“I'm not sure about that. It took a lot of effort for my informant to get such information. Evan seems to be quite
close to Yuvan. Should we tell him about it?” asked Jesse.
“Find out who's the one who attacked Genevieve on the cruise ship. I don't care about the others,” Harry said in an
eerie tone.
Hearing that, Jesse understood his intentions and fell silent.
Meanwhile, Genevieve sighed when she read Harry's message.
At first, she figured she did not have to go to the hospital since there were nurses there who could take care of him.
Now that Harry had made such a request, Genevieve could picture his pitiful face. She felt bad if she did not visit
him.
After all, Harry would not have been admitted to the hospital if not for saving her.
Hence, Genevieve replied with an “okay.” Right then, the dessert shop named “Only One” came to her mind. She
immediately searched for the number pinned at the top of her chat list and sent him an emoji.
He replied swiftly as if he was on his phone during that time. It read: Yes?
Genevieve: You called me Sweetie this morning, and now “yes” is the only thing you're typing? Hmph! You're a fickle
and heartless man!
Armand: I know you miss me. I miss you too.