The Runaway Groom

Chapter 214

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 lan’s doing. Also, Moneypenny had mentioned that your grandfather wanted to keep things quiet, but they bumped into lan 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 lan 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, lan. It was only because she tried to kill Isaac again that he destroyed it

Right now, their only livelihood was rent on several factories and some shares

“Keep an eye on them constantly, and have them inform me the instant they notice anything. Also, you’re coming back to the office–there’s something I need you to do,” Isaac said, having come up with a plan. just then.

“Yes, sir,” Stan replied.

Irene asked impatiently, “lan Jefferson? Isn’t he your

that

elder was Andrew

was Greg Jeffeson, his

family were not living at Jefferson Manor, but she was not

were not privy to their family squabble, and mentioning it at all hurt the family reputation. Drama like this would inevitably become gossip for everyone else once

Tommy is my son,” Isaac said

more confused just then. “But if he’s your cousin and you know

go inside,” he

considerably, since worrying is meaningless now. Instead, they should find out what was

several couches, and a water dispenser. At the center was a corridor leading to the elevators, and Isaac took one with

Isaac told his secretary, “Cancel everything on my schedule

Mr. Jefferson,” Debbie

kept a hand around Irene’s waist as they headed to his office, and he opened

entered, and he closed the door behind her, freeing his

on the couch.

to notice before, but she saw the dark circles under his eyes

been sleeping well… Was he