The Forgotten Girl Is Back For Revenge

Chapter 87

helena didn’t think she had done anything wrong he was used to taking what she wanted to her mind, Haley was

the in the wrong for treating her this way.

of

As the young lady at the Dalton family, the deserved everything

Hailey could see it in her eyes, helena was beyond saving There was no point in caying anything more. As bring

as the wayed out of Hailey’s sight from now on, that was enough

What really surprises her, though, was that selena hadn't dragged Jeanie and Alice drown with her. But it wasn’t

because she had ssudden sense of loyalty

Selena was just making a calculated move. She had chosen her side, so throwing them under the bus wasn’t an

option

Finally, Hailey withdrew the lawsuit. Once the paperwork was done, Suzanne stepped out of the long

“How'd it go?” Hailey asked.

“We still need a few more days to finish the investigation, Suzanne said.

Hailey nodded. “Take this tto visit your mom. If you can, bring them over to stay?

“Got it,” Suzanne replied. By then, the sky had already darkened, and the group left the police station together.

A week later, Selena left the country under Rose’s arrangements. With her gone, things in the Dalton family

finally settled

down.

Then winter break rolled around, and Hailey had her hands full.

She had taken over a company project, and filming for the show was set to begin after the new year. Right now,

everything

was in crunch mode.

During the first week of the holiday, she went to find the director Owen had recommended.

She went alone, no assistants, no team.

Henry Lester lived way out in the western suburbs, tucked away in a private villa. Just getting there took two

hours by taxi.

She went for an entire week and didn’t even catch a glimpse of him, let alone talk business.

But she wasn't discouraged. Talented people were often eccentric, it wasn’t surprising that he had a difficult

personality.

By the second week, she switched tactics. Every visit, she brought breakfast for the man on gate duty. After a

while, he started warming up to her.

Then Hailey finally figured out why she hadn’t been able to catch Henry, his wife was seriously ill. He had been

spending almost every day at the hospital, leaving before dawn. No wonder she never saw him

Showing up uninvited wouldn't be right, so she decided the best move was to catch him first.

That night, she waited until 10 PM. She hadn’t even eaten dinner, too focused on waiting. The only thing she did

was call Owen.

He was overseas on business and wouldn't be back for another t

r two weeks

By then, the cold had settled deep in her bones, leaving her legs numb. But the second she spotted Henry's car,

she rushed

forward.

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Henry slammed on the brakes and snapped. “Are you blind? You trying to get yourself killed? Go stand

somewhere else if you've got a death wish!”

Hailey swallowed and stepped up to the window. “Mr. Lester, hi, I'm Hailey from Dalton Group Entertai—"

Before she could finish, he rolled up the window and sped off. She let out a breath, then took off after him,

jogging to keep

up

Henry, a man in his fifties who had seen it all, barely spared her a glance. He had dealt with plenty of producers

trying to win him over. Shad even pulled stunts like this.

He ignored her and headed upstairs, figuring she would give up soon enough.

She didn’t. For the next two weeks, every the left or chome, there she was.

The weirdest part, she never once brought up work. Instead, she just smiled at him, bright and sweet. Then one

morning, he found breakfast waiting in his car. At first, he had no clue who put it there. Until he caught her in the

act.

Henry had a daughter once. She was kidnapped and killed when she was just 18.

After that, he pulled away from the industry and decided to focus on his family. These days, when he looked at

Hailey, it was like seeing his own daughter.

At first, he was annoyed and didn’t want anything to do with her, but over time, he had gotten used to her

showing up.

And just like that, half a month flew by. Before he knew it, it was the new year. The night before New Year's Eve,

Henry's wife passed away.

Now, he was completely alone.

Since it was the holiday season, they had to keep her body in the hospital until the funeral parlor staff could

cin the morning,

Henry packed up his wife's things and left the hospital, wandering the pedestrian street with no real destination.

The world around him was bustling, colorful lamps and banners everywhere, but he felt nothing but emptiness.

Suddenly, without thinking, he stepped right into the street, hoping to end it all.

Then, someone grabbed his arm and yanked him back. He stumbled, twisted his ankle, and crashed to the

ground.

For a moment, he felt like a lost kid. He looked up, and there was Owen, staring down at him with that familiar

cold expression.

Henry blinked, then recognized him. “Owen... It's you”

Owen barely seemed to care. “If she wasn’t my girlfriend, | wouldn't have bothered saving you.”

He said it like it was no big deal, passing the credit to Hailey. She peeked out from behind Owen, looking at him

with concern. “You okay?”

Henry, still on the ground, smiled weakly. “Well, well, young lady, it's you”

Hailey nodded, trying to help him up, but Owen beat her to it and lifted him instead

Henry let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head. “Sorry, kid. I'm not in the right headspace to help you right now.

You're better off asking someone else.”

Hailey just nodded, her expression soft. I'm not asking for work stuff. | just want you to pull yourself together.”

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Something about Henry caught her attention the moment she met him. She had this strange feeling like the just

wanted to give him a hug.

Tears ran down Henry's face as he broke down like a baby on the sidewalk. He cried for what felt like forever,

until he finally passed out.

Hailey and Owen rushed him to the nearest hospital. Not knowing who else might be in his family, Hailey decided

to go through his phone.

In his contacts, she cacross a name, Jackson Lester. Figuring they might be family since they shared the

slast name, she decided to call.

The phone rang for a while before a deep voice finally answered, “Henry?”