No Escape From Mr. CEO's Dangerous Love

Chapter 451

Would she get along well with Lola for the sake of the three children?... Would she get along well with Lola for the sake of the three children?...

...

It took a long time for Harry to get his emotions under control. Once he had done that, he slowly walked behind Lola.

"Honey!" He softly called out to her. Mrs. Herbert heard him. Thinking he wanted to play with the kids, she brought the pram with the kids to him.

Lola also heard him. She put down the spade in her hands and turned towards him. "Harry? How come you are home early?" She curiously looked at him. Usually, Harry spent the entire day at the company.

Harry beckoned her saying, "There is something that I need to discuss with you." Lola brushed her hands, stood up and walked out of the garden crossing the rare flowers.

Harry was holding Sally in his arms. "Let me wash my hands first." Lola said as she walked into the mansion.

Harry watched her enter the mansion and smiled. "Mrs. Herbert, Could you please take care of the babies for a moment. I need to speak with Lola." He put Sally back in the pram and gently pinched Daniel's chubby cheeks.

Daniel, feeling the pinch, frowned exactly like his father.

... Harry, though amused didn't make a fuss as he was just a baby. After all, he could always beat him when he grew up. Harry smiled at the thought.

"Sure, Young Master. They'll be fine with me," replied Mrs. Herbert. The two babies were so adorable that even Mrs. Herbert wasn't willing to leave them for a moment.

In the study

Harry made Lola, who was using a hand cream, sit on the sofa. "What happened?" Lola looked up at Harry and asked.

He hesitated a bit and then said, "Thomas' grandfather visited me today." Harry noticed that Lola dazed for a moment but then continued applying the cream.

Lola didn't say anything so Harry went on speaking, "Grandpa Herren helped me a lot when I was just starting. I promised him that I will let go of Thomas. But I also told him that I would like to take your opinion and honor it. So I have come to ask you what you want to do with him."

"What do I want to do with Thomas?" Lola stopped rubbing her hands and began thinking.

Thomas had never compelled her to do anything nor had he hurt her in any way in Dreles, five years ago. Instead, he had helped her a lot.

For instance, after she had divorced Harry, he had rescued her and helped her become a popular actress in the entertainment circle.

From then on, he had cared a lot for her. She owed him for that.

...

Except the last time, when he had forced her to stay at his villa, he had not caused her any damage.

She admitted that she hated him and had wanted to kill him at that time. But it was over and she and their children were safe now. She didn't hate him that much.

"I..." Lola was about to say something when Harry stopped her with his index finger. He knew that she had thought it all over, still... "Thomas is not as simple as he seems. Until now, all he did..." He was afraid that Lola would be hurt if he directly told her everything.

Lola blankly stared at him. Thomas was not what she thought him to be? He had always been a gentleman in her eyes.

Had she been wrong about him? This couldn't be true...

"He became the president at such a young age. How could he be simple?" His voluntary abdication was not because of what he had said to the public either.

Harry had him followed for two years and knew many of his secrets.

He was sure that Thomas was unusual after he had had a word with his grandfather.

And this horrible man was once with Lola.

Just like himself, how could he get this far if he hadn't done anything wrong?

Yet what Harry had done was nowhere even close to what Thomas was guilty of.

How bad could a man get? He would keep everything he knew to himself. He didn't want Lola to feel bad for a man who had once helped her when she was in need.

If he didn't tell her all this and if he hadn't captivated her for a month, she would still think of him as the perfect gentleman.

So all she needed to know was that Thomas was dangerous, Harry decided.

Lola was perplexed. She couldn't associate Thomas with bad acts.

She had felt his sincerity and concern for her when she was in Zoria. Or had he hidden his true motive from her?

If that was true, then how dangerous was he...

"I don't know." She said, her words faint.

Harry felt a bit sorry but still he said, "Don't forget, Lola that he had pointed his gun at you the last time you were at the villa." He wouldn't let go of anyone who wanted to kill her.

"Yes. Thomas had wanted to kill me that day." Lola thought. She might have died if Harry hadn't arrived in time. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

"Maybe giving him nothing and forbidding him from leaving Ascea during his lifetime. I just feel bad for Cherry..." Cherry had always been her rival in love.

But Cherry was not like Yolanda. She had neither hated nor hurt her. Lola had once asked Cherry to pass a message to Harry.

Cherry hadn't done that. She might have had her own reasons.

Harry held Lola's soft hands and said, "Cherry had sex with Thomas because Yolanda tricked them. And they got married because Cherry's family didn't let him go before marrying her."

"What?" Lola could think of a number of reasons why they were married, but she didn't expect it to be Yolanda.

"What did Yolanda do?" She asked.

Harry felt disgusted even speaking about the dead woman. He briefly told Lola what he knew.

Thomas was about to marry Lola, while Harry was with Cherry at that time.

Yolanda had got someone to tail Thomas. She finally got a chance to play her trick when he was going to stay in a hotel for one night. She drugged Cherry and sent her to his room.

She also paid the waiter in the hotel to drug Thomas.

She did all this because she neither wanted Cherry to be with Harry nor wanted Lola to be happy.

But Yolanda didn't expect Harry to be able to prove Lola's innocence so fast.

Harry and Lola got together again and Thomas married Cherry with Harry's help.

It finally helped them out. Harry was happy for that.