Chapter 115 King of Hell, Lord Chu

• The way he saw it, Heather was the best of women and a goddess among men. With trillions of dollars to her name and the noble blood of the West in her veins, choosing her would be like choosing beauty, riches and status all at once. How could anyone measure up to the heights she had been to? Yun Muqing might be good-looking even by national standards, but ultimately she was just a commoner. Surely a man of sound mind—no, even an idiot would know who to pick, unlike Chu Feng. Heather, though, did not react and simply asked, “You mean I’m supposed to ruin his family?”
• Old Henry said without missing a beat, “No, Miss Heather. What you desire should always be yours. It’s not that you’re ruining his family, it’s that this woman has no right to what you desire. Of course, if you don’t want to sully your hands, I can do it for you. I promise I will not leave a single trace.” He smiled delightedly, revelling in his supposed genius.
• Unexpectedly, Heather sat and asked again, “Old Henry, how long have you served me?”