Roar of the Supreme Warrior novel Chapter 552

Whitney did not expect James to be so capable. He had already seen through her identity.

“Tell us about it.” James looked at her.

Although he suspected Whitney’s identity, he kept it a secret for a while and observed her because he was unsure of her motives for approaching Henry or himself.

Now, it seemed that this woman did not have ill intentions toward Henry but rather seemed interested in him. Thus, he simply poked through her identity.

“He’s my father.”

Whitney did not hide it. She smiled mischievously and replied, “To be honest, I secretly snuck out from home. The Northern Border is too boring, so I came to Cansington.”

Henry was stunned to learn of her identity.

This woman was the daughter of one of the Five Commanders.

“Not bad.”

James smiled brightly and glanced at Henry. “Henry, you better seize your chances. The daughter of a commander must have countless wealthy suitors wanting to marry her.”

“Cough, cough…” Henry smiled awkwardly.

“Fine. I won’t tease you anymore. I’m heading off.” James stood up and was about to leave.

“James,” Henry called out and glanced at him pleadingly.

James immediately understood and threw him a cigarette. After thinking for a moment, he felt that one was not enough. He knew that Henry had a cigarette addiction and would have at least two packs daily.

He threw all the cigarettes he had and a lighter to Henry.

Whitney took it and said sternly, “No smoking.”

“James, do something about this girl. She won’t even let me smoke and is trying to kill me. Could you get me a nurse instead?” Henry looked frustrated. These few days, he was about to suffocate from the withdrawal symptoms. He was looking forward to seeing James so he could get some cigarettes.

James said with a smile, “Don’t worry too much, Whitney. It’s normal for men to smoke and drink. Henry only smokes. He doesn’t touch anything else. You’ll be taking away his only entertainment if you don’t let him smoke.”

“James, it’s not that I don’t want him to smoke, it’s that he’s injured right now.”

James shrugged helplessly and turned to leave the ward.

“Woman, I’ll have just one! Just one!” Henry pleaded with Whitney.

“What? What did you just call me?” Whitney’s face darkened immediately.

“Ms. Walker, Ms. Beautiful.”

Ultimately, Whitney gave him one, seeing that he looked incredibly pitiful and addicted to smoking.

At the same time, in a villa in Cansington.

Two people sat on the living room sofa.

A man in his 50s dressed in casual clothes and with a long beard was present. He was Jonathan Harris, Gensinton’s National Doctor's Association president.