Despite the icy edge in his stare, Katie held her ground.
âI have no idea what youâre suggesting.
â
The details of Katieâs fatherâs condition were not widely known, but it wasnât surprising that Henley had caught wind of it.
However, Katie suspected Henley was just bluffing.
She refused to be manipulated.
With calculated indifference, Henley continued, âFrom what I understand, your fatherâs prolonged unconsciousness stems from incorrect medication.
â
His implication was clear.
If Katie persisted in denying any knowledge, it would be pointless.
Yet, Katie remained resolute, replying coolly, âWhatever you think you know, it has nothing to do with me.
If you have proof, present.
â
The actual perpetrator, Abel, was long dead.
Any retribution would have to reach beyond the grave.
Unperturbed, Henleyâs demeanor remained light, yet his voice carried a warning.
âKatie, drop the act.
Cooperating with me is in your best interest.
Believe me.
If I didnât want you to marry Mitchel, you wouldnât have a chance.
â
âYou?â Katieâs voice dripped with scorn.
âDo you really think you have that much strength?â
Katieâs face conveyed her disdain clearly.
This wasnât the first time she had underestimated Henley.
For her, only someone of Mitchelâs caliber deserved her consideration.
Suddenly, Henley rose swiftly from his seat, grabbed Katie, and pinned her down, his hands around her throat as he shouted, âWant to see my strength now?â
Coughing, Katie flailed her arms desperately, gasping for air.
âLet me go⦠Let goâ¦â
Just when Katie felt she could breathe no more, Henley released her.
He straightened up, adjusted his tie, and took a deep breath, seeming to relish the moment of dominance.
How he wished he could just finish her in this way.
Yet, he still needed her.
âs BunnyBookery Katie, coughing and gasping, her voice raspy and strained as if her throat was injured, managed to choke out, âI wonât let you get away with this.
You broke into my room and attacked me.
Iâm calling the police!â
âCall the police?â Henley chuckled dismissively.
âWhen they arrive, itâs you theyâll be taking, not me.
â
Henley tossed a medical report onto the table and stated icily, âThe medication list for your father doesnât include methotrexate, a banned substance.
Mixed with cephalosporins, itâs deadly.
And guess what they found in your fatherâs system?â
Katieâs eyes widened in fear as she glanced at the report.
She hadnât expected Henley to have insiders at the hospital who could access her fatherâs records.
Frustration at her subordinates incompetence boiled within her.
They were becoming a liability.
At that moment, Katie sorely missed Abel.
Such blunders would have been unthinkable under his watch.
With a smug smirk, Henley pressed, âCare to explain this âcoincidenceâ?â
Katie understood Henley had other agendas and wasnât overly concerned about him going public with his findings.
She met his gaze squarely.
âWhat are you really after?â
Henleyâs response was even.
âIâm here to reclaim whatâs rightfully mine.
â
Though Katie doubted Henleyâs capabilities, his unpredictability made her cautious.
She responded cautiously, âEven if the Dixon family has something of yours, Mitchel is the rightful heir.
Itâs his by right.
â
Henleyâs smile took on a more sinister edge.
âKatie, since we are both cut from the same cloth, Iâll let you in on a secret.
â