In the hospital, the doctor who had just performed the paternity test on Tommy had just put away his phone when he found Ian standing before him."Mr. Jeff—"Before he could finish, Ian had caught his collar. "Cut the crap. Tell me—why did my grandfather come to the hospital today?""It's a routine examination—""Do I look like an idiot?" Ian growled with a menacing glare. "Say that again, I dare you."The doctor was left shaking in his boots.Henry had pressured him into silence, but the man before him was no pushover either—leaving him treading on thin ice. "I would never dare.""So you do think I'm an idiot," Ian growled. "You think I wouldn't know? If it's a routine checkup, why would my grandfather be here at the genealogical department? Also, this hospital has the DNA of every Jefferson in case of emergencies. The only reason for using that would be for a paternity test for that baby my grandfather brought, no?""That's true, but I hadn't heard of any paternity test…"Ia
Irene appeared to be at a loss.Pain and helplessness showed in her eyes. "I shouldn't have told you. A cheater like you doesn't deserve to know."Isaac held her shoulders. "Are you telling the truth?""Why would I lie to you?" Her lips trembled even as she appeared deflated as she straddled him. "I had twins, but the infection from Whitney Cox's amniocentesis meant I would have lost one even if you didn't beat me up. The other is safe—that's why I was hiding for months, to deliver him."Isaac's heart pounded wildly, his breath and mind a mess right then. He wanted to raise his hands but could not feel his strength. "Where's our child?" he rasped. "Harvey Gooding took him. He was using him to coerce me into marrying him." Irene sobbed.Isaac's surprise and delight disappeared right then!"What?!" His voice turned cold and his expression was sinister."Let me go! I have to look for him—"Isaac promptly put her on the bed right then. "Debbie will soon come by with your clot
"Isaac Jefferson?! What is the meaning of this?!" Harvey demanded."Where is my child?!" Isaac simply asked.Harvey quickly realized what he was talking about, and frowned. "Ask your grandfather! Why did you even come to me?!""Stop bullshitting!" Stan walked up, aiming another kick at him.Isaac stopped, but his gaze was icy as he looked at Harvey. "What do you mean?""What do I mean? What else could I mean? Your grandfather took the baby!"Isaac frowned. His grandfather knew about his child?He suddenly had a foreboding sensation—his child might have been safer with Harvey than at Jefferson Manor!After all, Henry had kept protecting his uncle's family, but if they found out…He panicked right then, once again unable to stay calm because he cared too much.He whipped out his phone to call Henry right then."Look, your grandpa took my mom and demanded the baby in exchange. I wouldn't have given him up otherwise," Harvey growled as tried to sit up, but he could not do it sin
Henry's eyes widened in shock, and he asked unsteadily, "H-How did you know?"Isaac's expression was as cold as ice. "Who was it?""I-I don't know," Henry blurted, and reached out to hold his grandson's arm. "Calm down, the child will be fine—""When did you find out, Grandfather?" Isaac demanded icily, knocking his hand away right then. Henry was taken aback. "Isaac…""Grandfather, you know how my parents died and why I almost drowned. I've been restraining myself not because I have forgotten, but because no parent should bury their child. You can't blame me for being heartless if they hurt my child."With that, Isaac turned around, leaving the manor and studying outside, instructing Stan as he walked, "I want to know everything happening over there.""Yes, sir." There was a grave look on Stan's face, but he quickly left to carry out his orders."Isaac…" Henry was murmuring back in the manor.He certainly did not want to see his own family destroying each other while he was
Isaac said, "I know.""Then why are you leaving Tommy with someone else?!" Irene was utterly confused by his actions. "Are you abandoning him?!"Tommy? Isaac's heart clenched at the name. So, the baby was called Tommy?"That's his name," he murmured, doing his best to stop himself from rasping!Irene, however, felt her insides turn cold. She did not care about his question—she just wanted her baby!"Bring him back, or tell me where your friend lives. I'll take back Tommy—he's mine, and you have no right to leave him with strangers. You're just worried that he'll get in the way between you and Kathy York, aren't you? Just tell me if you are, and I'll hide Tommy's identity from everyone while you mess around all you want, or get married—"Isaac's expression turned icy."Are you done? Then stop. I'll bring Tommy back, just give me a few days—""No, it has to be right now!" Irene did not want to wait a moment longer.In reality, Isaac himself was not sure where Tommy was, and
Stan spoke from the other end. "I've checked. Ian Jefferson had been to the manor, where your child was kept. The boy went missing afterward, and it is most likely Ian's doing. Also, Moneypenny had mentioned that your grandfather wanted to keep things quiet, but they bumped into Ian when they did a paternity test…"Isaac frowned. "What paternity test?" "Your grandfather needed to ensure that the boy is your child, and it was proven that he is," Stan replied.For Isaac's part, he never doubted that the child was his ever since he found out that she had a child—he was the only man Irene had ever been with.On the other end, Stan hesitated for a while before saying, "Sir, we don't have any leverage against him…"After all, Henry had disowned Ian and his immediate family to appease Isaac. They were not given anything from the family estate. Even so, Quincy Moore had used her savings to start a nightclub called 'Charmed' for her son, Ian. It was only because she tried to kill Isaac
"You and me?" Irene exclaimed in surprise. "What about Kathy York?"She still remembered the indignation when she found out that he was messing around with Kathy.Isaac was speechless. Why was she always capable of ruining the mood in an instant?"Why do you keep mentioning people who don't matter? I've already told Stan to transfer her somewhere I won't see her, and there was nothing between us at all."He reached out to touch her cheek, but she avoided his touch. "You don't have to explain your affairs to me."Isaac's hand froze in the air for a moment before he lowered it, and he asked, "You don't want to give our child a family?"Irene certainly wanted Tommy to have both parents and to grow up in a happy family—it was ideal for the boy's development.Moreover, she was in love with Isaac. Perhaps she should win him over, for Tommy's sake? And he was clearly proposing to her too…She understood now—she should not be running away, and instead should be striving for herself a
Right after Isaac said that, he added, "Not for Tommy—but for me, and only me."He was referring to the bond between them."Okay," Irene murmured softly, leaning downward to wrap her arms around his neck from behind, and nestled her cheek against his. She loved him, after all—she could get upset if he messed around with other women. She wanted him, not just so that Tommy had a happy family, but for herself too.That was when Stan returned.He was in too much of a hurry to knock, and realized that he had been reckless when he entered and found Irene having a tender moment with Isaac.Still, just as he was about to close the door, Isaac said, "Wait for me at the conference room.""Yes, sir," Stan replied, and closed the door behind him.Irene felt a little embarrassed, and released Isaac just then. "Are you going to discuss how to save Tommy?" she asked. "Yeah. Stay here if you have nothing else to do," Isaac replied. "I'll be right back once we're done talking."However,