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Chapter 645
Before Irene could answer, Isaac promptly said, "No. She's busy-he can talk to me if he wants."
'Master Jefferson says he wants to meet her regardless," Moneypenny insisted.
Isaac had more to say, but Irene stopped him. "I'll go."
She wondered what the old man had to say, too.
Isaac regarded her in silence for heartbeats and nodded. "Go."
Irene hence followed Moneypenny into Henry's ward, where the old man was leaning against the headboard,
looking withered and weary.
His eyes were lifeless and yellow, and undoubtedly sickly.
'You're here. It's been a while. How have you been?" he asked amicably.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Good." Irene replied politely.
"I'm sure you're smart enough to tell why I asked for you, right?" Henry quickly cut to the chase.
Irene, however, decided to play dumb. "Forgive my ignorance, but I don't."
Henry held her gaze for a while. "It seems that after spending so much time with him, Isaac's glib nature has
rubbed off on you. You used to be tamer."
Sighing, he said. "I was right-you are the one who could shackle his heart. Well, one wrong move from me led to
this whole mess, but since you want to play dumb, I will be frank: Ian is family, and Isaac's cousin. Is he really going
to lock Ian up until Ian dies?"
Iren was puzzled.
Why would Henry want to save Ian? Why now?
There was so much time and opportunities he could have done so before this.
'I didn't want to meddle, but I was told recently that I have brain cancer and I won't have long to live. I don't want to
die with regrets, which is why I asked for you-please talk to Isaac. He locked up Ian in that asylum for so long his
mind has crumbled. He's not going to cause trouble anytime soon."
Irene, however, did not forget what Ian did, just as she could not decide for Isaac.
"You know Isaac's temper, sir. Do you really think anyone can make him budge?"
'That's not the case for you now," Henry replied, seemingly not expecting her to be this tough. "He cares about you
and he listens to you."
"You overestimate me." Irene continued to reject him.
"Can't you humor a dying man's request?" Henry said, his voice much colder.
That did not deter Irene, however-she remained adamant. "You're just asking me because you know you would
never persuade Isaac, sir. Do you really think I can do something you can’t?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe retort left Henry speechless, but he scowled harder, and his head began to hurt from the aggravation.
Moneypenny quickly walked up to rub his back. "Calm down, sir. Your body can’t take it."
"I can check." Irene walked up.
Moneypenny gave her a look. "Mr. Jefferson might feel better if you say yes. ■
Irene simply pretended not to hear him, and gave him a simple checkup.
Henry was not lying-the headache seemed to be caused by intracranial pressure.
Soon, Henry began convulsing, and Moneypenny quickly called for a doctor.
Irene kept watching for a while before leaving the ward quietly.
"Let’s go," Issac said when he saw her leave without asking a word about Henry's condition.
Irene followed him in silence.
In the car heading home, she hesitated for a long while before saying, "He's sick and it's serious."
Isaac was lounging in his seat and brushing his fingers through her hair as if he never heard her.
Irene, however, knew that he heard her, and so, she continued. "It's brain cancer."
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