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.

blaming me

rasped feebly— even his voice

won't pursue it any further,"

Isaac as my father requested, because you had your agenda.You wanted me to soften him, so that

Henry asked impatiently

believed that his choice back then

in no uncertain

for his sake, but to satisfy your selfish

were on his side, you would've at least thrown one of them in jail to atone for Isaac's parents'

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 punished even one member of Greg's family.It's selfish of

the rant, Irene took a moment to

later was even worse.How is he supposed

"I'm selfish?" Henry disagreed.

a parent's love? He lost both parents when he's ten.How much happiness do you think

agitated the more he

life, and you know who did it.Have you

Henry frowned.

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