Henry heaved a sigh and said, "All right. I got to do this for the Jefferson family."
Henry then got the phone and called the number that he hadn't called for years.
The call got through and a dignified voice sounded, "Henry, it's been years. You finally called me."
Henry groaned and answered, "Cut the crap. I need your help."
Ricard smiled lightly, "Who would expect that you would call me one day? Didn't you swear that you would never ask for my help ever again?"
Henry was humiliated by Ricard's sarcasm.
"Ricard, please …" Henry let out a sigh and closed his eyes.
His figure stooped as he begged for help.
It seemed like he was ten years older all of a sudden.
Ricard chortled, "All right. Just say it. What do you want?"
Henry drew a deep breath and looked indifferent, "A guy called Chris just ruined my family on the East Coast. I want him dead!"
Henry then recounted what happened last night.
At the same time, Ricard was sitting in the living room of his house in Pinkerton.
Ricard was about eighty years old, but he was still quite fit.
"Dad, who called you?" Gary, the oldest son of Ricard and the heir to the family asked.
"It's your uncle Henry," Ricard answered lightly.
He felt light inside.
Back in the old days, he fought with Henry for the Jefferson family.
Henry then got defeated and left the Jefferson family in dismay.
Several decades later, Henry still got to eat the humble pie and beg for help.
"Uncle Henry?" Gary frowned, "Didn't he leave our family?"
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