Chapter 727

Henry was leaning on his seat, his body covered under a blanket.He was skinny and withered.

The wrinkles on his neck were distinct and his eyes were sunken and dull, while his face was covered in irregular patches of liver spots.

Aman like him should be surrounded by his children and grandchildren, reveling in familial joy, but Henry appeared desolate and miserable.

Even so, Irene still felt no sympathy because it was all Henry's own fault, and he could not blame anyone else.

"I know you want me to talk to Isaac.After all, you're old and need family now more than ever, don't you?"

"Would you help me?"

Henry would certainly admit that he was old and needed company.

"Don't you have Ian Jefferson already?"

Irene pointed out icily.

still blaming me for

feebly— even his voice seemed

the past.I won't pursue it any further," she said,

to soften him, so that he gives up on

the case?" Henry asked

that his choice back then was

said in no uncertain

to satisfy your selfish favoritism toward Greg

jail to atone for Isaac's parents' death, instead of

protect your son and grandson, what about Quincy Moore? Have you really thought from Isaac's perspective when you protected Greg's family? The only one you ever sacrificed was Isaac alone, and he would not be this cold if you had

Irene took

was even worse.How is he supposed to

"I'm selfish?" Henry disagreed.

estate nu "Does that buy him a parent's love? He lost both parents when he's ten.How much happiness do you think he even remembers? Don't you know the

was becoming agitated the

than one attempt on his life, and you know who did it.Have you ever punished them? No, you even threw him under

Henry frowned.

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