Love You Like I Used To Forget It (Millie Bridge) novel Chapter 558

Henry had always been unable to bear to see Julianne distressed or afraid. So, he hurriedly said, "Don't be afraid, Lianne. Emilia is just joking. It's illegal to harvest a heart from a living person. So, she would neither dare nor do it!"

Henry was aware that I hated Julianne and detested being coerced by him. But regardless of how strongly I felt, he believed I wouldn't actually dare harvest Julianne's heart. He assumed everything I said was just to scare him and Julianne.

Once Julianne calmed down, she also realized Henry had made a good point.

Her brain wasn't functioning right because she really had been partying too hard and popping pills like candy lately. So, the moment she heard talk about her heart being harvested, she panicked. And in doing so, she had completely forgotten that I would never have the guts to do something like that.

Still, despite realizing this, Julianne didn't mock me with a smug attitude like she would have in the past.

Julianne had always been very clever. She knew none of her protectors were more powerful than William. As such, she also knew she had zero leverage to go up against me.

If she could use Henry to protect herself and slip away in one piece, that alone would already be an incredible stroke of luck. Hence, she wouldn't cockily provoke me like before. All she wanted was to keep a low profile and diminish her presence.

Best-case scenario, Julianne would manage to make me forget she existed. However, she also knew this wasn't possible.

She was aware of exactly how much I hated her and wanted her dead. That was why she had been living it up lately.

Julianne was preparing for both possible outcomes. If Henry could keep her safe, she would quietly disappear to a remote location and live there for the rest of her life. However, if he couldn't and she was left with nowhere to run, she would find a way to drag me down with her.

"Harvesting the heart of a living person is a crime, Emilia! Do you want to go to prison? Are you trying to break your grandmother's heart?" Henry yelled indignantly.

I shrugged. "I'd be committing a crime? You're the one who needs a heart for your sweetheart. So, you're the one who has to harvest it, not me."

All color instantly drained from Henry's face when I mentioned he needed to harvest the heart himself. "Stop messing with me, Emilia! If you dare—"

But before he could utter another threat, I cut him off. "Mr. Quill, if Ava's life truly was in your hands, do you think I would be so unconcerned? That I would dare push you like this?"

Taken aback, Henry immediately realized something. But then, he quickly shook his head and argued, "That's impossible! Ava still needs me to administer a final dose of my custom antidote to purge the last of the poison in her body! I haven't synthesized it yet!"