All Chapters of Reborn for revenge: Mr.Smith Can you handle it?: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

“Oh, my good ol’ friend Levian!” Jack once again sprang to his feet, startling Sherry who was staring at the jewellery in her hand. Sherry placed the locket on the table and went by his side at once.“Why are you already moving around on your own?” Sherry sighed as she brought him to the couch she was sitting on. “If you needed anything you could have called me.”“I did,” Levian shrugged as he spoke, “But you did not listen to me.” Sherry gave him a side look and asked, “When did you even wake up?” Levian chuckled seeing her worried expression. He did not know how to convince this woman that he was really alright. “Just after you left.” The bed did not feel as warm and cozy as when she was in there, sleeping. So, he too got out of bed, removed the IV drip, and decided to join them in the living room.“So, you did your homework?” Levian said, turning his attention to Jack who was eyeing the couple like a crazy fangirl. He would have loved to introduce Sherry officially to him but th

After talking about the major things, Sherry went to freshen up and warm the dinner for them, leaving the boys to themselves. As he was no longer needed, Levian also sent the unwilling Jack to go back to his own house with the promise of meeting the day fate willed it. Then, it was just Levian and Roy in the living room.“Did you find anything connected to Malfoy? In Las Vegas?” Levian faced Roy as he asked him a question. “Did he have any other interaction except the one that I premeditated for him?”That day, as they were returning from the hospital, he had asked Roy to look into this matter because he did not fully trust Malfoy Zacob yet. What he did that day was breaking out of character for someone profit-minded like him. It was suspicious, hearing him say he divulged this important information simply out of goodwill.“Sadly, no.” Roy shook his head. At the time Levian and Sherry were resting, he looked at all the transactions and CCTV records available, but he could not find any

“You have no more chips, Mr. Vincent,” the croupier said as he collected the chips and passed them to Malfoy. He was going to start another round of the game, however, the top player of the night was running down on his luck ever since Malfoy joined the table.It was better to say Vincent had good luck, but Malfoy had better luck. He had not lost a single bet up until now. Vincent struggled to win against him more than anyone else. As for the other players on the table, they were no longer interested in playing. They were much more interested in watching the game between these two men.Malfoy chuckled in a low tone as he watched Vincent Troy fume in anger. “I had fun playing with you tonight,” he said lazily as he grabbed a handful of chips before letting them fall back on the pile, “but I think you should retreat for tonight.” However, it was just his way of provoking him. He was actually starting to enjoy his night here.Vincent shook in anger when he saw the smug look on his face. H

Sherry carried the tin casket back to her room. After sorting the items inside the casket, she realized except for the notebook, everything else in it was normal. She placed the notebook along with her important medical encyclopedias, while she pushed the tin casket under her bed.“I should head out,” Sherry mumbled, taking a deep breath. She had been absent from her position for quite a while now. When she was superficially going through the contents of the notebook, she received an important call from her hospital—Mr. Hopkins, to be precise. The board of directors wanted her back for a meeting to sort out everything that had happened in the past few days.After taking a quick shower, she hurriedly dressed up in jeans and a white T-shirt. Putting on a pair of white Converse, she went to the garage to get her car. In just half an hour, she was already inside the parking lot of her hospital.Taking a deep breath, she got into the elevator and pressed the button to take her to her floor

"Boss, it’s time for your medicine." Roy approached Levian’s desk, carrying a pill and a glass of water. He swept aside the scattered files to make room for the glass. Glancing at the messy working desk, Roy sighed. His boss was usually organized, but with the recent workload piling up, even he couldn’t avoid the clutter.Levian glanced at the clock on the wall before returning his focus to the open file on his computer. "There are still five minutes left," he said without looking up. "Just leave it there. I’ll take it."Roy shot him a glance, but when he got no response from Levian, he quietly started organizing the files on the desk.After scrolling through the files for a moment, Levian paused and lifted his head to look at Roy. "Did you take care of Donald Kruk?""Ah, yes, Boss," Roy nodded. They couldn’t keep him locked up forever. After teaching him a lesson and extracting the necessary information, they sent him home. Of course, he had to sign a contract making Levian one of the