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Hope It's Not Too Late to Love novel Chapter 117

Vania approached him, and she could feel his body shaking as she gently held his hand. “Don’t be afraid.”

With that, she scooped him up gently. He was a five-year-old boy, yet Vania could pick him up effortlessly since he only weighed very little.

The scorching sunlight was so bright that the little guy had difficulty keeping his eyes open.

Moreover, he dared not look at the man in front of him.

On the other hand, rage surged within Vania as she looked at the staggering, drunk man in front of them who hadn’t stopped cursing.

At that, she glanced at Henry, who immediately ordered their men to restrain the drunk man before announcing, “You bought this child from a trafficker five years ago. Now that he has been arrested, the child should return to his parents as well. We know you bought the child and that your factory was forced to shut down, causing you to owe your workers three million. Also, we know that the police and your debt collectors are hunting you down. We will be taking this child away.”

Hearing that the child would be taken away, he smashed the liquor bottle in his hand. “I dare you to try! I bought that child! No one is taking him anywhere without my permission!”

Was he reluctant to part with the little guy? Of course not. He only wanted to extort Vania’s money, for he could tell she was well off from her outfit and the vibe she exuded.

Of course, everyone saw through his little scheme.

To that, Henry snorted disdainfully, “You can have this the easy way or the hard way.”

However, the drunk man couldn’t care less, flailing his arms. “I don’t care whatever way you use; you’ll have to walk over my dead body if you want to take the child away, or no one leaves! I’m going to sue you guys for trespassing!”

His weak warning only had everyone sneering except for the boy, who trembled further in fear.

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