Chapter 954: A Completely Unimportant Stranger

Book:Mr. Burns Is Killing His Wife Published:2024-7-1

Liam Burkhart had been transferred to this hospital. What if he ran into Winifred Dawson? Given Liam Burkhart’s temperament, he would likely blame Winifred Dawson and seek revenge on her. He might even use Winifred Dawson to lure out Leland Burns.
Henry and Wesley exchanged a glance, their years of camaraderie allowing them to understand each other without words. This matter needed to be reported to Leland Burns immediately. Liam Burkhart had to be dealt with swiftly; otherwise, he would continue to cause trouble.
They also needed to inform Leland Burns about Winifred Dawson. Perhaps Winifred Dawson was genuinely grieving for the lost child, which made her think of Leland Burns. At least she started to care about him, maybe even liked him a little.
Henry was eager to share this good news with Leland Burns as soon as possible. He imagined himself in Leland Burns’ shoes, feeling a sense of triumph and planning how to use his “death” to get back at Winifred Dawson. Maybe he should pretend to be a ghost to scare her? But if she wasn’t afraid of ghosts, it wouldn’t be effective.
Henry didn’t know much about Winifred Dawson, but considering the time she spent in the cemetery, she probably wasn’t scared of ghosts. While Henry was lost in thought, Wesley spoke up, “We need to handle Liam Burkhart’s stay at this hospital. We can’t let him run into Winifred Dawson.”
Henry agreed, feeling reassured since he considered Winifred Dawson an unimportant person whose life or death didn’t concern him. If it weren’t for Leland Burns’ interest in her, he wouldn’t have bothered with such a woman.
Henry asked, “Should I call now?”
Wesley stopped him, “Let’s discuss it in person. It’s too risky over the phone with so many people around.”
“Who could eavesdrop with me around? But fine,” Henry said as he put his phone away.
Wesley drove while Henry sat in the passenger seat. “Knowing our boss, it won’t take long for him to eliminate Liam Burkhart and the entire Burkhart family. This isn’t the first time Liam has crossed Leland Burns. First, he teamed up with Winifred Dawson against our boss, and now he dares to compete for a woman with him.”
“The Burkhart family’s days are numbered. Liam’s father is old and wants him to marry and have children quickly. If he finds out that Liam is now impotent, it might kill him from anger. If not immediately dead, he’d be bedridden watching his family decline.”
Henry got excited talking about this. He lit a cigarette and turned to Wesley, “Want one?”
“Light one for me.”
Since Wesley was driving, Henry lit a cigarette and handed it to him. Neither of them smoked much unless they were stressed or excited like now.
Wesley took a couple of puffs before putting out the cigarette due to traffic cameras.
“Smoke less; there are cameras.”
“Are you worried about points?”
“It’s troublesome dealing with traffic cops,” Wesley replied.
“Alright,” Henry said as he quickly finished his cigarette and put it out when he saw a camera, burning his hand slightly.
Wesley glanced at him, “Burned?”
“Yeah.”
Wesley chuckled, “There are band-aids in the door pocket.”
“No need; it’s not serious.” Henry wanted to mimic Wesley’s cool demeanor but forgot his hands weren’t as tough as Wesley’s.
In public eyes, Henry and Wesley were Leland Burns’ right-hand men-one handling internal affairs and the other external ones. Henry managed finances and worked on stock trading from his office while Wesley gathered manpower for security and territory control.
Henry eagerly asked, “What do you think Mr. Whitlock would do if he knew all this mess was caused by his beloved son?”
“The lightest punishment would be breaking both legs,” Wesley replied.
Henry smirked at the mention of legs, “Two legs aren’t enough… at least three.”
Indeed, most of Liam Burkhart’s troubles stemmed from his third leg.
Wesley drove quickly and soon turned onto an inconspicuous street without cameras. They passed through some woods and finally arrived at their destination. Wesley parked skillfully.
Leland Burns, who was supposed to be dead, sat under a tree. In July and August, Peachshire Town averaged 95 degrees Fahrenheit daily with no rain for a month. The midday sun was scorching while afternoons were stiflingly hot; only under this big tree could one find some relief.
From the car, Wesley and Henry saw Leland Burns sitting there with his eyes closed as if asleep or deep in thought. He held the mask he wore during the day in his hand; his fingers moved slightly, indicating he wasn’t asleep.
Leland Burns recognized the car sound without opening his eyes until Wesley and Henry approached him closely.
“Boss, we saw Liam Burkhart at the hospital. He’s likely impotent now and has been transferred from Hospital Two to Hospital One where he’ll probably run into Winifred Dawson. Given his nature, he’ll likely do something crazy to get back at her and draw you out.”
Leland Burns remained calm: “It’s fine; the Burkhart family is nearly finished anyway. Even if he wants to cause trouble, he won’t last long. By the time he sees Winifred Dawson in the hospital, the Burkhart family will be gone along with his father. Without them, he’s nothing-no power or influence means it’s hard for him to harm anyone.”
“If Liam knew this outcome awaited him, he’d regret it deeply.”
Leland Burns’ face remained cold; he wouldn’t even give Liam time for regret.
“How is Winifred Dawson now?” Leland asked.
Henry tried hard to detect any sign of concern from Leland Burns regarding Winifred Dawson but found none. Mentioning her name seemed like talking about an entirely unimportant stranger.