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Chapter 503
Isaac frowned, because he was hoping that the issue did not require his attention. "What is it?"
James did not answer immediately, but instead slid a peek at Irene.
Catching the cue, she said, "I should not listen, I guess? You could stop the car, and I'll get myself a taxi."
"No, it's-'
"Just spit it already!'
James quickly tried to explain, but Isaac snapped impatiently-it almost looked like he wanted to hide everything from
Irene.
He certainly was aware that they had trust issues, or she would not have done everything she could to run away from
him just because of something he said.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThat was why he would do his best to avoid giving her the sense that he had something to hide from her.
James then explained, "Blue Hill Asylum's director just called, saying..."
It was nothing worth hiding, but Irene might be uncomfortable with what he was going to say.
However, the more secretive he was, the more Irene was interested.
Noticing that Isaac's expression was turning colder, James braced himself and said, "Your grandfather sent a
woman in for Ian Jefferson to... make a baby. The director was calling to ask if we should let the woman in."
Isaac laughed with icy disdain when he was finished-it could have been to mock Henry Jefferson's hilarious
behavior, or how outrageous the whole thing had been.
Even James felt that it would take a genius to come up with a plan like this.
"I guess they really are desperate. It's actually hilarious how they could come up with an idea as stupid as that."
Turning back to the question at hand, James asked, "So? What should we do?"
Isaac looked up at James. "Do you really have to ask?"
He had kept Ian locked up in an asylum so that he suffered, not to have a good time.
Allowing him to procreate? Hah!
James understood right then. "No, sir."
"Good," Isaac growled.
They eventually arrived at Irene's hotel and Isaac delighted with her, while James drove straight to Blue Hill Asylum.
Irene had been holding back for a while, but now that James was gone, she immediately asked, "Did Ian Jefferson
have a mental breakdown?"
She did hear that Ian was staying at an asylum, after all.
Isaac simply held her hand and led her inside. "He will soon."
Irene was speechless.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhat was 'soon' supposed to mean?
Still, Isaac was not inclined to discuss such an inane issue, so Irene did not ask him-she had a general idea anyway.
In fact, she was fine with whatever torture Isaac was subjecting Ian to after he abducted Tommy.
However, she could not hide the guilty look on her face as she remembered her son. "How's Tommy?"
"He's fine," Isaac replied. "He can speak more words now, and he's been running everywhere since he learned to walk."
That was why he had gone to that auction in Minerva-to buy the castle so that their son had more space to play in.
Their current house was not small, but there was not much space to play aside from the living room-Sheryl had to take
Tommy to parks and playgrounds every day.
Irene was at once happy and hurt to hear that, and when Isaac stopped to turn and look at her, she avoided his gaze,
afraid to look him in the eye.
"Did you think of him when you left?"
"I did," Irene said quietly. "But he's your son, and I know you'll do your best to protect and care for him."
Isaac held her gaze for heartbeats before asking quietly, "What about me?"
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