Henry Hart Season 5 Novels & Stories

Elliot pressed. No one answered. They found Henry in the kitchen, his expression as calm and detached as ever. He was wiping his hands with a cloth, his movements methodical. “There’s been an accident,” Elliot said, stepping into the room. Henry looked up, his brow furrowing slightly. “An accident?” “The man in the suit,” Elliot continued. “He’s dead. At the base of the stairs.” Henry froze for just a fraction of a second. Then he folded the cloth and placed it neatly on the counter. “That is most unfortunate,” he said, his voice neutral.

Then he disappeared without a trace. What? Was he a magician? The three women who were standing still were stunned for a moment. Harriet thought they would continue crying and making a scene, but to her surprise, they all said in unison, "Wow, Henry is so cool..." Fine! Harriet had to admit that the way Henry transformed into a flock of white doves was indeed very cool! Also, his last name was Bass, just like her mother's. Could he be his cousin? After all, she knew nothing about her mother's family yet.

When Ashley entered the room, he gave her a small, nervous smile. The lawyer cleared his throat as Ashley took a seat. "Thank you all for coming. As you know, we are gathered here to read the will of Dr. Henry Hart, who was killed in the plane crash last week." The words hung in the air like a millstone around Ashley's throat. Her chest tightened just a little. Her grandfather had been a remote figure for most of her life, but she had respected him. Dr. Henry Hart was a man who valued logic above all else.

"But he was here last night, why is he going to Paris now?" "Mr. Hart left on a midnight flight because he suddenly had important business that required his presence in Paris." Vivi unconsciously let out a long sigh as she thought about Darren's busy life as a businessman. It had only been a few days since the man had returned home from a business trip to Beijing, but now he had gone to Paris.

“Then isn’t this the best outcome? Dr. Xavier didn’t die. Henry did.” Melvin’s eyes sharpened. “Mom. You’re still holding something back, aren’t you?” “Yes,” Mrs. Sanders admitted calmly. “I’ve already told you everything I can. You can have the email. Trace it yourself if you want.” Sarah’s thoughts spiraled. Henry was dead. So why had Dr. Xavier sounded so calm on the phone that day? Why had he insisted nothing happened? Something wasn’t lining up. --- City Hospital. Scarlett had just finished the porridge from the thermal container. Steven cleaned up quietly beside her. She finally felt a bit of strength returning.

The moment my dark gaze landed on him, he immediately straightened. For a brief moment, neither of us spoke. Then, he cleared his throat and showed the screen of the tablet to me. His fingers tightened around the edge of the tablet before he finally opened his mouth. “Master… I found something about Major Henry Hart’s family,” he said, his voice serious. My expression remained calm as I took the tablet from him, then nodded at him to continue. Nexus released a quiet breath before continuing. “I just found out that the old patriarch of the Hart family is critically ill. According to our sources, he may not survive much longer.”

I push the door open and step inside, closing it softly behind me. The house is silent. Thank God. Immediately, I walk up to where Mrs Hart keeps our mails when there is a delivery. And right there, I see a thick brown envelope. Quickly, I pick up the envelope. But just as I am about to open it, the front door opens. Shit. I turn around. And instantly, I see Sebastian walking into the house.

After the doctor gave him the green signal that Henry was stable and alive, only then he left the OT and quickly informed his father about his condition. Mr. Cooper wasn’t happy to hear what happened to Henry but he had no choice but to bear with him, after all, he needed a man to handle his empire. And Henry was the only choice left. **** A Month Later : “Did you find them?” As soon as Henry got stable, he ordered his men to kill Emma and Jacob but their men were unable to find them. Now, it’s been a month, and every morning Henry repeated the same question and received only disappointment.