Female Novel
Chapter 215 Two Choices
Chapter 215 Two Choices
Giana knew that Martha and Rhys were involved with each other, but she didn't expect that Rhys would
even tell Martha about his privacy.
"Rhys' mother, what kind of person is she?" Martha pretended to be confused. "There are two different
versions of stories. So, there must be some misunderstandings, or someone is pulling the strings, don't
you think so, auntie?"
Martha asked the question in a neutral manner, without a trace of provoking, but the unkindness in her
tone was pretty obvious.
Giana was not a fool. She realized that she had just been tricked.
At this moment, afraid that she would fall into Martha's trap, Giana refused to make more remarks on
this issue.
Seeing that Giana kept silent, Martha sighed, "No matter what, I just hope the family could get along
well. After all, they are brothers. I just want them to get along."
Martha chuckled, "Auntie, that's so nice of you."
Giana could hear Martha's sarcasm. She curled her lips calmly.
Martha glanced at the time.
"I'll visit another day, auntie."
Giana didn't ask her to stay longer. She sent Martha away with fake smiles.
Before leaving, Martha looked back at Giana, and said, "I agree with one thing you said just now. No
matter what, they are brothers."
Having said that, Martha left without looking back.
Giana frowned, feeling there was a message in Martha's last sentence but she couldn't tell. Nor did she
know what Martha was going to do.
...
At nine o'clock in the evening, Stefan came to the pier alone with a black handmade document bag in
his hand.
On the cruise ship, the deck was quiet. Only sea breeze blew in the quiet night.
Stefan walked up to the top deck of the cruise ship and met the person waiting for him.
Rhys came alone too.
This time, neither of them put on an act.
Rhys' tore away his disguise since there was no one else. They knew each other's identity, so a battle
was inevitable.
The way they looked at each other was full of hostility.novelbin
Both of them wanted the other person to surrender.
No one spoke. They competed silently.
Finally, Stefan took out two things from the document bag.
One was a document of all the property under Stefan's name and the shares of the Harrison Group.
The other thing... was a black pistol.
Rhys looked at the thing and frowned slightly. It seemed that Stefan wanted to bet his life tonight.
"What? Do you want to kill me?" Rhys chuckled.
Of course, he didn't believe Stefan would kill him, even if the man wanted to so badly.
Jimmy needed Rhys' bone marrow. No matter how much Stefan hated Rhys, he wouldn't risk his son's
life.
The Harrisons were born cold-hearted. If Stefan was half as heartless as his father, he wouldn't lose to
Rhys for a woman.
Thinking of the Harrison family, Rhys smiled even more sarcastically.
Stefan's lips parted slightly. He snorted, "Do you deserve to be killed by me? You are just an illegitimate
child. Your blood is dirty."
This undoubtedly gave Rhys a blow. The smile on his face disappeared, replaced by sullenness.
Not wanting to waste time, Stefan cut to the chase, "Make your choice."
Rhys raised an eyebrow. Choice?
Stefan stared at the things on the table, and his eyes darkened, "Save my son. In exchange for your
bone marrow, I will give you all the property under my name. Including my stake in the Harrison
Group."
If Rhys got equity in the Harrison Group, he would officially become part of the Harrison family.
This seemed to be Stefan's biggest concession.
The shares of the Harrison Group were not only a symbol of wealth but also a symbol of identity and
status.
This bargaining chip was really too big. It could be seen that Jimmy must be very important in Stefan's
mind.
Rhys snorted, and said disdainfully, "I might think about it if I were as poor as I used to be."
Now, his mother was dead. And the hard days were gone.
"Besides, I am also the Harrison. I have the right to inherit all of this. At least half of what you own now
should belong to me."
"I have the right to take back what belongs to me. Who are you to exchange it with me?"
Rhys' reaction was within Stefan's expectations.
But...
Stefan sneered, "You? The Harrison? No one will admit your identity."
How dare he call himself the Harrison when his mother did such a shameless thing?
No one would admit... Rage rose up in Rhys' eyes.
He recalled the life spent with his mother and her death.
His so-called father never showed up.
Later on, Rhys suffered so much, It was all his father's fault.
If he could choose, Rhys would rather have the blood of a beggar than that of a Harrison.
Rhys hated Frank, as well as his son.
His hatred for the Harrison family didn't happen overnight. He had decided from an early age that the
purpose of his life was revenge.
Stefan didn't want to waste more time with Rhys.
Since Rhys refused the first option, then...
"The second option, kill me."
Stefan would use his life in exchange for Jimmy's life. That should be a fair deal for Rhys.