Chapter 142

Sophia let out a mocking laugh. "So what if you know? So what if you don't? Henry, what's the point of digging into this? Ever heard of fate? I suffered for her, took on the shame she should've carried. Now that she's stuck with the disgrace her dad left behind, it's only right she pays for it. She can't run from it. Not a chance. Besides..." She suddenly got out of bed, standing taller than Henry and looking down at him. "Even if I did do it, what are you gonna do? Hand me over to Fraser? For her? Would you really give up your only sister for her?" Henry stared hard at her, his fists slowly tightening at his sides-his knuckles cracking ever so slightly from the pressure. They stood locked in that standoff for a long moment, and in the end, Henry gave in. No matter what, Bellamy could never outweigh his sister. He wasn't a saint. He couldn't just throw away family in the name of justice. And anyway, maybe that video really had nothing to do with Sophia... ***** The air was getting cold