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 for

rasped feebly— even his voice seemed

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

had me marry Isaac as my father requested, because you had your agenda.You wanted me to soften him, so that he gives up on hate, thinking that you're

the case?" Henry asked impatiently in return

believed that his choice

in

to satisfy your selfish favoritism toward

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

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

rant, Irene took a

was even worse.How

"I'm selfish?" Henry disagreed.

lost both parents when he's ten.How much happiness do you think he

becoming agitated the

his life, and you know who did it.Have you

Henry frowned.

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